Miles Murphy
Joined June 2021
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The Growth
The Earth began to breathe again, and we weren’t supposed to breathe with her… August 03, 2025. The world seemed no difference than any other day. Sun rose in the sky. Winds rustled the trees, whistling through the branches. Salt in the air as the waves crashed onto the shore. My wife slept beside me and the radio muttered lowly in the distance.
By Miles Murphy3 years ago in Futurism