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Baptism By Fire

The cold air was crisp inside my throat as I had rushed from the meeting, “Were they really serious?” “Did they really expect that much out of someone my age?” I guessed I’d never really know. I had known it had to be done, but i still didn’t do it. The reason is still in the haze to me, and it appears the haze will not be clear for a while. So here I am, having a great feeling of guilt in my mind, and sorrow in my heart.

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