The walls and chairs and windows around us, and the roof above: Either they are looking down on us and see nothing but a crying shame, or have the two of us close and think of sympathy-none of which I could tell.An excerpt from Since, 2023 by satricain
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The walls and chairs and windows around us, and the roof above: Either they are looking down on us and see nothing but a crying shame, or have the two of us close and think of sympathy-none of which I could tell.An excerpt from Since, 2023 by satricain