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54 Gwangju Writes
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t was wild and cold outside. Lake stood at the kitchen window shivering even as the mug she clutched to her chest warmed her hands. The wind was bitter, and the cold raked her bones, sinking deeper even under the thin layers and blanket she had wrapped herself in. The window rattled at times, mocking her shivering. City lights glittered faintly in the distance, pushing through the blue-black night. The section to the west was in complete darkness; she imagined not a single soul stirred in those depths. A single neon church steeple hung in the dark west like Damocles’ sword.
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Magnify Written by Boipelo Seswane
4/24/2020 4:16:05 PM
