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Submitted to Contest #25
I remember the last spring. It was eighteen years ago. Ever since then, the magical practices of blood have increased, at to which I am apart of. It may not be a respectable job, but it’s something. It’s anything to be able to get the parcels of chips that pay my rent and support me to save up and someday find my daughter. I must tell her that I love her and that I will do anything to support her current life. No matter what it takes. When winter took over, that’s when they took my daughter. Barely two seconds old. Her father died trying to ...
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