Title: Throes
Subtext: Our stars crossed; we fell in love; we made something of ourselves; we started a family; and here we are.
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Date: 25 Apr 18 (Wednesday in the AM)
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Time: 3 minutes
Replies: 1
Revisions: 6
Publicity: Workshop
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Deep breath. I’m sad. Our stars crossed; we fell in love; we made something of ourselves; we started a family; and here we are. I love our family. I adore it, actually. . . . it goes on – however, this piece is for writers.

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