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Dec 2016
I now see my
succeeding days and
weeks and months and
possibly years as a ball
being handed to me and
my singular impulse is
to run as fast and as far away as
I can
in the shortest possible time.
Lacus Crystalthorn
Written by
Lacus Crystalthorn
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