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A World Full of Nothingness

Each day she was scared to face what was beyond that solid block of wood called a front door. She turned the key and stepped over the threshold, the house echoes the quietness from wall to wall.

She places her bags on the stairs, then takes off her coat and locked the door, knowing that this would be the last time it would be opened to the next day; even thought it was only 6pm.

She walks into the kitchen and puts on the kettle, as she waits for it to boil, her mind drifts off to another place. She images his arms around her, he is kissing her on ...

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