A NovelBook - 2004
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Outside, snow solidified itself into graceful forms. The peace of winter stars seemed permanent.
Freeing yourself was one thing, claiming ownership of that freed self was another.
Me and you, we got more yesterday than anybody. We need some kind of tomorrow.
"124 was spiteful."
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