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I carried lotus carefully to the truck again, reminding me of when I had first found him. Jack gets into the drivers seat and I get into the passenger, laying lotus on my chest. I carress his rough, cracked skull and kiss his forehead gently. I can only imagine what he was going through.

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    Once we got home I immediately rushed to the apartment without hurting lotus too badly. I laid him on the couch and ran to get the medical supplies. Once I came back jack had laid a towel across his forehead. He was unconcious. I quickly tend to his wounds. His body was covered in bruises and cracks. Hise face was almost covered completely by flowers. I starred in horror. My eyes began to tear up at the sight, the tears getting heavier with each second more I look at him. My hand strokes his cheek as I kiss his forehead. "Get well soon love"...

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