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Post by Admin on Nov 10, 2014 9:16:38 GMT
« Thread started on: Jun 22nd, 2012, 7:12pm »
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 05Aug00 0130 Avenal, California
I awaken unknowing the cause. Devon sleeps silently beside me, only the rise and fall of his chest tells he lives still. “Lives,” I murmur, “ that is an oxymoron.” I slip from beneath the covers and pad on bare feet to gaze out the window. I turn briefly to see Devon still sleeping and walk to the door to walk downstairs. The house is silent, only the shadows from the moonlight move and they are as silent as I am.
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