when did you get so far away? because i couldn’t have sworn that i hadn’t move one inch from where i stood.
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Short Story"i've got a gun for a mouth and a bullet with your name on it." this is the story of how they fell apart. [other #758 // short story #520]
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when did you get so far away? because i couldn’t have sworn that i hadn’t move one inch from where i stood.
