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The train left at dawn. Mara stood on the platform. The air was cold. It bit at her nose. It stung her cheeks. She watched the doors close. The glass was dark. She could not see inside. She knew he was there. She knew he was sitting by the window. She did not wave. She did not shout. She just stood there. The train pulled away. It moved slowly. Then it sped up. Then it was gone. The platform...
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