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Life is too short for boring stories

That night she came to me. I sat on a branch of weeping willow, dangling our legs, thinking about where to lay my pencil. Not that I only had this one. Not, but it should have been this right now. If you had already cleared it again? Did you even take him over to your …

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A new day was shrouded in the reassurance that normality brings with it. Smiling, Maria took care of the puppies, who became more and more curious. Did they forget their mother? But what should they do? Should they mourn and forget about their own life? What would life be if we neglected it just because …

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