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Submitted to Contest #90
The first one walked towards the tree in the early hours last Friday, she was tearful, staring at the trunk in silent regret. She was pretty, curly black hair, dark skin, but had the dullest of brown eyes. Her arm swiveled towards the branches a foot over her head, hand just barely grazing the pink blossoms before a quiet whimper emerged from her lips. "I'm sorry, Mill. This is the last time I'm coming to this damn tree," She frowned, holding a diploma in her left hand. "It's Michelle if you didn't already know... dumbass." It was opened and...
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