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Zamika looked at her large empty bed and stood back up with a cuss or 100 under her breath. She sat on her couch and glanced out the window.
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Terry arrived home and flopped down onto her bed
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She walked out her door tracing the woods with her nails. Zamika walked to her hidden spot and watched the moon run from the sun.
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Alice moved under his arm
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Luke whined in his sleep and pulled her closer, He pretty much had her in a bear hug.
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She hummed and tapped the rocks around her. Zamika began to sing quietly under her breath, "Again you're gone. On a diffrent path then mine. I'm wondering wether I should follow. Had to go... And the voice says it's always fine... I probaly could catch up with you tommorrow."
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She sighed, she knew she wasn't going anywhere, the whine was cute though she thought
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Zamika's voice catched on the wind and carried to the ears of ones who knew her yet didn't...
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Luke rested his head next to hers as he slept Edited at April 12, 2020 05:13 PM by Moonland And Elites
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(MWAHAHAHA. I have found the god!)
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