Chapter Twenty

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The berries are extremely sweet.

Nothing is bitter afterwords.

In fact, I can’t feel anything afterwords.

Not the pain of my malnourished body.

Not the pain of the berries’ toxins killing me.

Nothing.

I’m just…

Floating.

Like falling leaves on a clear autumn day.

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