His & Mine are the Same

His & Mine are the Same

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"Playing in my ears is the sound of the creaking stairs in my parents one hundred year old house as I snuck down them. My body was meant to be at rest in the comfort of my silk sheets. Instead, I stole my mother’s purse and my fathers pistol and keys. And I ran for the hills."
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It's been an age since i stumbled into him in that hallway. I had forgotten how small this world could be. I had picked myself up off the floor and made myself get better. I thought I was better. I gotta get better.

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