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In the stark reality upon wild heath land in the dead of night, I walked to find a sense of peace. I could find in no other place, I was stopped in my tracks almost poleaxed, the sound of rustlings occurred and intermittent sound as if a million crickets had stimulated in orchestration of the moment.
I saw lizards large upon the ground as long as a man eyes, ovoid, shining they stood, bolt upright. To shed there skin which did disintegrate before my eyes, they walked off, naked and human with a plastic smile, stunned and humiliated I watched them drift away. In line, as the sky behind there disappearing bodies filled with pure streaks of ultra white light.