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Submitted to Contest #120
(trigger warning: hatred, war, death) When she held her hand, she felt the ridges of her palm, the cracks of stories past, of struggles overcome, of pain and love. Her eyes were the ocean sucking her in and welcoming her home. And the creases traveling from her eyes to the corners of her mouth showed the unbridled laughter of years spent living life to an extent few knew how to experience. Until the blood spilled and her spirit went with the tide. She remembered that laugh, the one she heard coming down from the white house sitting...
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