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  • Science-Fiction Short Stories Re: Door

    You can hear them behind you. The crude harmony of grinding metal and clanks, get closer and closer as you keep running in desperation. Trees flew by you, their branches ...

    Dec 3, 2011


Remember when dad's shoulders were the highest place on earth and your mom was your hero? Race issues were about who ran the fastest, war was only a car game. The most pain you felt was when you skinned your knees, and good byes only meant tomorrow? And we couldn't wait to grow up.
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