Notes From My Soulmate
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Keith woke up one morning, tired and felt like death. He stretched, only to see blue marks on his arm. Drawings of waves and bodies of waters. He looked at for a couple seconds, wondering what to do, before grabbing his red pen from his desk, and drew back.
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