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The sky was grey and the air was cold. I could see my breath puffing out with every exhale as I wasclimbing up a steep grassy hill. It was fall, that'..
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I began to think she wouldn't come. Impatiently, I began to tap my foot while the anonymous spoke of their various afflictions and how it had damaged ..
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This is my version of, well, you'll see.
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