#45226 - The buzzard was then join by another, and my jealously was replaced with hatred, not of the buzzard that had just scored. I feel safe, but lonely, as one does when you are left alone at night as a child. She was leaned up against the oak I had been resting in what had only seemed like moments ago.
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