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There is blood on the ground and it is mine

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I will not abandon my child. Go, if you must. I’m staying here.

Ice cream set aside on a park bench.

Two companions side by side, step by step–

glass will shatter in due time—

Surely, the apple will fall from the tree to be embraced

the thorns dig into their toes

After all, no good deed should go unpaid, and I have another train to catch.

The infinite waves of possibility and probability clashing together on the vast beach, each grain of sand a moment lived and a moment not lived.

You’re not even scared when I kidnap you anymore!

You held the cup in one hand, holding it out for me to take.