Mindaugas Mozūras

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“I’m sorry!” I cried as the coconut spine lacerated my shoulder. “I’m sorry I let them take him away!” She stopped, as if stunned by my words. She threw the whip away, fell to her knees, and broke. Like a beautiful and fragile dream she broke, and everything broke with her.
In the Shadow of the Banyan
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