Where This Leads
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Last published Thu, May 27, 2021
When did it all change, I think to myself. My eyes feel themselves being pulled to the gifts on the car floor and the once feeling of my heart being full is nowhere to be found. I reach for one fan letter and open it, reading it in hopes of something.
But, nothing. I feel nothing.
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