My Last Two Hours
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The last two hours of Diyali before she dies.
The voices in her head growing louder as seconds tick by. She's tried and done a lot to hold on, but it just doesn't make sense anymore.
Torn between writing an apology to everyone, she decides to do otherwise. To just leave.
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