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the khaat stops. half-hidden, she watches. there is no room for error. her heart skips a beat: what is out there? is she quick enough, fast enough to dart past dangers: is she still in possession of her wit(s). where did the doubt come from? hesitation = death but impulse has its drawbacks, doan it…

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the khaat stops. half-hidden, she watches. there is no room for error. her heart skips a beat: what is out there? is she quick enough, fast enough to dart past dangers: is she still in possession of her wit(s). where did the doubt come from? hesitation = death but impulse has its drawbacks, doan it…

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romantische – or timeless teenage angst – ( even if you're past 19)

Come, thou day in night, For thou wilt lie upon the wings of night Whiter than new snow upon a raven’s back. Come, gentle night, come, loving, black-browed night, Give me my Romeo. And when I shall die, Take him and cut him out in little stars, And he will make the face of heaven…

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