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I remember my mother’s face with perfect clarity. Every line of her warm bronzed features is etched into my memory, the glint in her mossy eyes, her uneven smile, one of the few traits that I myself inherited from her. She’s
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I haven’t tasted blood for three months now. I remember exactly the taste of the last drop that scorched my throat, the sweet, cloying scen
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She played the piano beautifully. She could sit there for hours, telling vivid tales of the most wondrous things, all through the keys of that piano. I sometimes tried playing the notes she played, trying to recreate that won
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