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“Through the holes in the walls, I could see the world. The whole beautiful world. White clouds passed the makeshift windows and pulled across the dark blue sky, and with it the sun and stars burning bright. Crows flew past and cried out to me. Fireflies swarmed around my head. And none of it mattered without the quiet girl.” — Michael F Simpson
Through the holes in the walls, I could see the world. The whole beautiful world. White clouds passed the makeshift windows and pulled across the dark blue sky, and with it the sun and stars burning bright. Crows flew past and cried out to me. Fireflies swarmed around my head. And none of it mattered without the quiet girl.