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What I wish I told you...
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Your heart has hardened. It is not as hard as a rock yet, it is more of a gum-ball. It appears to be hard, but I know that it is soft...
flame and smoke
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His hands were charred from the fire and bleeding from the lacerations. He looked up at what he had done then back at his hands. He fel...
Shoes
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Protect. That's what shoes do. I stubbed my toe twice today. Once on a chair, and once on my bed frame...I wasn't wearing sho...
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