"It's never to late." They say. The boy falls beside the grave, his eyes tearing up, his breath strained; an apology dying in his throat.
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Too Late
"It's never to late." They say. The boy falls beside the grave, his eyes tearing up, his breath strained; an apology dying in his throat.