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Time felt like quicksand

as moments stretched infinitely.

Gazing into Danny's eyes,

she could see flickers of life

fading away,

guilt clawing at her gut.

“Don’t leave me,”

she whispered,

shaking as memories flooded her mind

—the laughter,

the dreams woven into their future.

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