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  They split us. They grabbed us by the arms and pulled us away from each other. We'd never be able to see each other again. I loved him with all of my heart. I screamed and thrashed with all of my strength but those damned guards wouldn't let go. I kicked my legs. I lost my voice. All the tears I had escaped from my body and dripped onto the dry ground. No, no. This is a dream. I shook my head fiercely as I screamed and pulled from the guards' grasp. No. This was disappointingly real life. I sobbed as they pulled me farther from him, my hair escaping it's straightening and forming into curls of pure worry.  I whimpered one last time, in a quaint whisper no one could hear.

" Philly. "

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