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Sunday, March 29, 2009
Old Friends
The prisoner held the skull of her oldest friend in her hands. As she begun to fade ever so slowly, she bid goodbye to her companion of so many nights. "Today I'll finally join you, old friend. Finally"
The prisoner held the skull of her oldest friend in her hands. As she begun to fade ever so slowly, she bid goodbye to her companion of so many nights.
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