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𝟏•|𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐑

The sun blazed high in the sky, its golden rays pouring down like molten fire. The air was thick, heavy, and clinging to my skin. Ugh! And here I was, standing outside the door, waiting for my dumbass younger brother, who never came out on time!

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Amnesia_Wryts

⋆.𐙚 ̊𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐞𝐜𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐲 •𖹭°|ᴀ ᴡᴀᴛᴛʏ ᴀᴜᴛʜᴏʀ•ᝰ.|