A Little Death
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Última publicación jue, nov 28, 2013
My breathing was stuck. I could hear the sirens wailing, the ambulance trucks arriving. My life was simply on the verge of destruction. “ Camille, please — just please keep your eyes open for me! ”, his raspy resonance was ringing in my ear with his hands tightly gripped on my shoulder shaking me back and forth, trying to keep me alive. That I knew, a little death couldn't hurt you.
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