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  <subtitle>With every toss and turn i had down threw the night.
I had the look of Susan stained inside of my mind.

&#8220;When you look up onto the sky do you ever feel in peace?&#8221; Susan had said to me once.
We had looked at the stars for the most of the nights we had spent together.

She was one person i knew who couldn&#8217;t stop talking.
It was like it kept her from going insane.

If it wasn&#8217;t for Susan I would&#8217;ve gone completely mad.

I hadn&#8217;t eaten that much in the past days. The last time I had ate a full hardy meal was with Susan spying on that city.
Everything with Susan now seems ages ago. So far back in my mind its losing hold onto my mind.

I had not wanted to stay where I was to have the more thoughts of Susan creep upon my mind anymore.
I had begun to travel the desert once again.

&#8220;Will you ever tell me your name?&#8221;

&#8220;All you needed to do is ask. It&#8217;s&#8230;&#8230;.&#8221;</subtitle>
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