The Faded Root

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The Faded Root

The rain had not ceased for three days, turning the world outside the window of the detention center into a grey, weeping smear that blurred the distinction between the earth and the sky. I sat at the steel table, my hands resting flat against its cold, unyielding surface, feeling the vibration of the fluorescent lights hum through my bones. The room was small, a concrete box suspended in a...

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