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| Mare Serenitatis |
You’ll only be happy when you see
me dead. That was a blow to
the stomach. He was prone to saying things without really meaning them, on the
spur of the moment, but this was a bit too extreme for something spontaneous. She
couldn’t figure out if she was terribly mad bordering on rage or if she was so
deeply sad she fell in this painful torpor. You’ll
only be happy when you see me dead. What comes after that? Words?
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