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I am jostled from sleep and spread thin, as I am lifted to the edge of a deep well. I am trapped, secured, immobile.

All at once a flash of light and the cool, open air wrap around me. The sky spans boundlessly above in all directions. I am twisted and flipped, disoriented, and then jarred to a halt, suspended in mid-air, transparent and vulnerable.

An immeasurable blast of heat presses hard against my face, stretching me in every aspect, threatening to undo me. Every fiber of my being strains to keep hold of the bonds that define my existence.

The relentless gust continues and molds me, my shape now distorted, expanded, and ready to burst. I am filled by it, and helpless to it’s force; I begin to tear at the edges as it builds intensity.

I can hold onto my life no longer. I open my grasp and give way to the wind, releasing myself to its will. It follows through, knocking me out of my perch to fall to earth. I close my eyes and wait for the sharp stab of death to pierce me.

A moment of eternity passes. Suddenly it seems I am lifted on a new breeze, floating weightless above celebratory cheers. Streams of laughter emit from nearby and I open my eyes to the sun, flying higher and faster than before.

Rays of light play on my newly shapen surface, creating patterns and waves of color and glinting with the joy of summer. Hosts of smiling faces carousel below me as I twirl and pass into the sky. I am born anew.