It became normal to think of the animal
right around the corner. We spoke
of anything but this. Our friendship was
a shadow of its former self but that was all
we needed. I was reminded of the limits
saw what was left. A most beautiful color
not doled out but everywhere. I didn't like
how the idea changed in the story. That
bothered me a lot. The tree was just okay.
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