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... n Rosenmahl
I sit on the grass, lungs filled to the brim until the pressure becomes unbearable, until it burns, and then I exhale, letting it all go. My shoulders drop. My neck gives in, and my head lolls forward as if it's finally too heavy to carry the burden any longer. Above me, the leaves shift, a soft rustle under the turquoise sky, shimmering like polished emeralds in the light. This place—my place—is the only one where I allow myself to forget. Forget the sharp tone of reprimands ...
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