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Heat rushed up my throat, and my whole body went…

“Candice, are you alright?”“Can you hear me?”“Do you feel dizzy?”…

They said that memories faded like a photograph: edges first,…

Sunlight falls on a young boy, drawing golden edges on…

Before I went to college, my family had been farmers…

The evening drifts down like a soft curtain, folding the…

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