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The Story Book
Is She, Legend? The grass felt real. The breeze felt real. The fraying edge of her jeans tickled. The dew felt real. It all felt real. So did the gun. She hadnt planned this right. Being the last surviving person on a planet sucked. From the Book Tiny Bullets. Though the sunroof was partially blocked, a few stray raindrops managed to trickle in from time to time. I prayed that this evening held no more surprises for us, but God wouldnt listen to the pleas of a man like me. A victorious smile spread ac.
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Is She, Legend? The grass felt real. The breeze felt real. The fraying edge of her jeans tickled. The dew felt real. It all felt real. So did the gun. She hadnt planned this right. Being the last surviving person on a planet sucked. From the Book Tiny Bullets. Though the sunroof was partially blocked, a few stray raindrops managed to trickle in from time to time. I prayed that this evening held no more surprises for us, but God wouldnt listen to the pleas of a man like me. A victorious smile spread ac.CONTENT
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