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... the floor. But he didn’t see the pristine white tiles. Instead, he was entirely focused inward, on the memories dancing in his mind. Some were comforting, but others – like the hours he’d spent carrying Lisa’s body back to Heaven’s Bastion – were decidedly less so. He didn’t weep at those memories, though. He didn’t have any tears left.
He looked up, running his hand through his hair. He’d let it get too long, lately. That fact was representative of a common trend. It was just so diffic ...
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