We could do it you know.
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Leave the district. Run off. Live in the woods. You and I we could make it.
Suzanne Collins
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The numbness of his loss had passed and the pain would hit me out of nowhere doubling me over racking my body with sobs. Where are you I would cry out in my mind. Where have you gone Of course there was never any answer.
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