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Day 569

In the blink of an eye, a moment erupts, and it's over.

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Streetlight hits the pavement A whisper of wind rampages Through a line of tall trees Shadows fill empty spaces

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I received phone numbers on a summer's day, To keep my wandering mind at bay. I thought of many ways to send Some texts that could possibly lend To my future budding social life. Tension grew within m

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es of the World Market across the street were visible only through a small window in the shop. I’d never been inside, but I had imagined it would smell like spices and jewel-toned velvet drapes would


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