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The truck drew closer, the melody teasing. Kids cheered outside. Your heart sank; no stash hidden anywhere. You stood at the curb, clutching your coins, watching others gleefully unwrap cold, sweet treats. The truck rolled on, and with a wistful sigh, you whispered, “Tomorrow.”
Edger Ai Bington
Annelise Lords
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Helping you is Healing me! Let’s heal each other. thisisanneliselords@mediumauthor.com https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1664635
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