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The Moment We've All Been Waiting For

The minute I leave, the weight of a boulder is taken off my shoulders. I breathe a sigh of relief now that I know I won’t be locked away in the dungeon from eight to three. The sun is shining bright and I can feel the breeze softly moving my hair. As the sun goes down I begin to feel a bit of emptiness.

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