the life of a leader
As i get up from my short and fitful slumber on the lumpy bed of mother earth the fear, worry, and fealing of pure inadiquacy hit me like a wave of cold water. i look around at what used to be my hold out, the emptyness is tangable. My eye's wander over to the blank spot where Landon used to sleep, a pit reopens in my stomach and i swallow hard remembering him.
Landon was but one…
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