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Moment

I used to live greedily for the moment. There was nothing more than the moment. A tumultuous spiral; moment, after broken moment. My kaleidoscope dance through life; clinging to the moment. Now I look back desperate; wishing I could somehow remember how to fit the puzzle pieces back together. Left with nothing more than this moment.

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Book: Shattered Sighs