Dec 6th, Feelings

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Cube watched her as she went away. Carried by a little impulse of unpredicted rage, Round started rolling. non-stop, she was going far away. So far, Cube couldn’t even see her. She was a dot, tiny, insignificant being in the horizon.
Unquestionably, he would miss her.

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