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His shoulders immediately relaxed, but his face left hints of remaining panic. What had caused this near-brush with disaster that has him so silently flustered?
to drink you in,
She flicked away the filter and sucked clean air deep into her lungs: / today, she was here- she was breathing, and like the sun, she would rise again.