In the Middle of a Poppy FieldIn the Middle of a Poppy Field
There were no witnesses in this field, just the sun, the poppies, and herself. She stopped. The warmth became thick, almost physical. It touched her back, her shoulders, her chest through the light fabric. And in that moment, she suddenly felt it: she didn't need anything between herself and nature. No barriers at all. She slowly untied the ties on her top, letting the fabric fall. The wind immediately embraced her.
There were no witnesses in this field, just the sun, the poppies, and herself. She stopped. The warmth became thick, almost physical. It touched her back, her shoulders, her chest through the light fabric. And in that moment, she suddenly felt it: she didn't need anything between herself and nature. No barriers at all. She slowly untied the ties on her top, letting the fabric fall. The wind immediately embraced her.
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