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It hurts here,
So I take my leave, -
Blurry. That is how the world seemed. Things twirled and danced in front of his face, and he snatched at the images, trying to form a whole. Nothing.
He stood, above all th -
The slow insistent drip of water needled its way into her brain. Wincing with a sharp twinge, she rose, her choppy hair tickling the defined cheek bones. With a defeated sigh a
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I stand staring, my mouth agape at my coffin. The wood is rotten and a dank, cold musky smell seeps from the cedar like water. I breathe in the rancid air and try not to choke
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A soft rustle rushed through the trees, the branches creaking and moaning their protests. A lone figure sat atop a hill, her back softly caressed by the almost full moon.
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