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... en you’re waiting for someone.
It doesn’t gallop like a warhorse. It doesn’t crawl like a snake. It just... stretches. Like an endless ribbon unraveling across the days, until you forget when it started—or whether it ever ends at all.
I am ten now.
I mean, almost ten. My birthday is a month away. (Thirty-two days, if we’re being dramatic. And I always am.)
It’s been over three years since Papa rode out through those iron gates, fire in his eyes, t ...
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