Michael
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Whispers overshadowed me as my mind shattered. Fragments escaped–memories. My hand around his neck. His final breath. I stood in the middle of the road. Tears streamed down my cheeks as screams shook my foundation, breaking my sanctuary into pieces.
Cars swarmed past me. Horns beeped. But I stood there, hoping the reap…
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