Debby Waymire

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Shifting my body in frustration, I try to turn over, but pain courses through me, my shoulder and elbow throbbing in protest. I grunt as every bone and muscle aches, but instead of hearing the sound echo around the room, I feel the rumble at the back of my throat and the clench of my jaw, but I don’t hear anything. 
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