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by: GuineaPigPower
Even the street of barking dogs you finally walked through, empty-handed, pointed to one thing. Who would have it back?
After the fact, you throw the stinking water out, scrub the sink and turn into the new life as if dreaming, knowing it is no dream, knowing better.
Although, some nights, you smelled it, didn't you? A certain dissembling deep in his eyes you could never reach, not with love, not with fearfulness. You smelled, you were almost sure of it, something like flowers, the beast too long neglected.
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