Don't.
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She faltered..
She fought strong...
They tried to hold on.
Foreword
And she saw her tearstained face, her jacket ripped into shreds and her state, clouded with dejection. Their eyes met.. An answer and call, she saw how broken she was. The desperation, the desolation, the breakdown. It was all in her eyes, only known to her.
Don't.
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