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A Dull Sigh
And with this final sigh, he stripped himself of everything. Lunging though a wood thick in both darkness and foliage, I expected and immediately excepted his inevitable end of existence. His navigating rustles were softening as the distance between us grew like shadows at sundown. Each crunching step hushed to a dull sigh as I began to forget him.
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