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God is beautiful, she told me, so he created a beautiful picture for our eyes to smile at every morning.

If I had known this was to be our last autumn afternoon together, I would have begged her not to leave.

in our story…that awkward silence should not have been fractured.

I gasped at the abrupt alter of speed as gravity swallowed the entire vehicle downwards.

Why was she bleeding?

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