Why do you think this is, this impossible contrived from nothing? They looked down at the misshapen mouse now dead for 5 hours. A prayer could have been said but all loss is loss and the words were wedged between the teeth. Her dry mouth and a peanut buttery stickiness kept anything from leaving her mind. At that moment, as electric current exited the midnight sky, both realized burying the past is impossible and nothing all at once.
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