i felt for her like someone who had a right to might, but i knew how it would middle before it began so it never.
yet there she was, in the center of it all, the monochrome toning down the hope. In the entrance she asked for the light. I found it darkly and flipped the switch. her manner brought the absent scent to the dry ice doorway. the scene was false but this miss was almost 100% real.
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