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Twisted Essence
- Garrett Aadal
- Jan 1, 2020
- 1 min read
The simmer of envy dimmed her glow when she met her replacement. The horrible disease crawled and prodded its way inside her head and only let her gaze at the bad side. Her blue pen flagged her thoughts in a locked away journal never to be seen, only as a reminder of the twisted essence of jealousy.
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