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It’s so quiet I can hear my breath making little clouds in the air and the slight ripple of water as the ducks make their way across the pond.

I’m shivering uncontrollably, me feet numb in my pumps with the dew.

But I stay here anyway, waiting…….

By Lucy Williams

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