chapter three

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Smiling as I walk out of the squeaky door, to be surrounded by many people walking the streets, not quite understanding where everything is yet. I glance around looking to a clock to check the time making sure I can make it back in time to be home for dinner.

Sighing to myself when I don't see one.

Timelessness. That's what I wished for.

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