The Wistful Petal

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The Wistful Petal

The stamp is on your thumb. It is red. It is ink. It is dry. You look at it. You do not wipe it. You walk. The road is long. The road is gray. The road is cold. You are a soldier. You are an officer. You are alone. The sky is low. The sky is heavy. It presses down. It wants to crush you. You walk on. Your boots crunch. The gravel bites. The wind cuts. It finds the gaps. It finds the skin. You...

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