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She won’t be discarded and put aside so easily

Her face was flushed with emotion and pain. She wanted to find the truth. But nowadays everyone says that there is no truth. Yet everything has a story.

This pile of junk – grars and widgets- represented her life. Rugged, rested edges ready to be thrown out. Not yet, darkness. Not yet.

She bent down picked up the pile of gadgets and put them in her tote bag to the meeting. She won’t be discarded and put aside so easily.

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