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(name) knew that something was off. why did it feel so much like a dream, like something that could fall apart in an instant?

she had questions – too many questions – and she knew that not all of them could be answered, yet she still needed to ask.

this was her fate, forever sealed into a jar that would never be opened or changed, not to be touched and only to look.

this was (name)'s story.

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