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it's nine-eighteen in the morning
I am not afraid
eighteen divided by nine
is two
I am not afraid
life is like an apple
it sounds too good to ..
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“Hey.”
Jimmy looks up. “Hey.” he replies, after setting the tray down.
“You know what the date is?” I ask qu..
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I always do my best to stay out of their reach, so that I never quite meet their eyes or their gazes. I know what will come if I do something wrong --..
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He mouthed "I'm sorry," before he condemned me. Then there was blood and pain and then a lot more blood.
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