I'm blinded by the dust stinging in my eyes.
I'm shaken by the sudden outburst of it.
I can't breathe and the taste repels me.
It's a suffocating atmosphere.
An ominous setting.
Unable to find my path,
I'm unaware of what surrounds me.
However, a hand encloses around mine.
Pulling me through the storm.
Safety! I can breathe again.
The dust has settled, for now.
Yet, I'm not alone.
You didn't give up on me.
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