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Here Faith:
My feet slipped over the dewy grass as I ran, I didn't even know how far or how fast but it was never far or fast enough. They always caught one, always. Just as I saved my own skin, another girl went down. Cold hands pressing her into the grass, the silver glint of a blade shining in the moonlight. I didn't know how I
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