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β¦highs as she wrote. I imagined her looking up to the right, smiling, then returning to her journal. Her presence was in the room. I laid my hand flat against the wall, and closed my eyes tightly. It felt as cold as the last time. β¦
Jay Squires
Frank Ontario π¦ποΈπ
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Here, the sadness is palatable
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