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The end


maurometallo

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One gray animal walked to the edge of morning. The moon was behind it and the road wound north, an infinite hill. And as there was simply no reason to proceed with the project it had set out on, days before, it sat down.

Eyes are all I see of its gray face staring into the morning chilled past all desire, having at last come to the end.

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