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Submitted to Contest #277
I found a toy of yours.I was cleaning for once, brushing under that old wicker sofa I hate—the one with the cushions I stole from a farmer’s porch back when I had nothing. I was sweeping under it when I found your little gingerbread house, barely the size of my fist, still covered in that rot-slowing glue. There was a hole in its roof, and the front door jiggled inside, but it was fine otherwise. I picked it up, stared at it for a while, then I sat down on those old, stolen cushions.I sat there while the sun rose and the sun fell.I sat there...
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