Carlos Rosão

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“I want to be yours,” you said, almost whispering it. “Completely, totally yours.” I choked up. Deep inside me, someone was knocking on a door. They were on some urgent mission, pounding on the door over and over. That sound rang out, hard and loud, in an empty room. I felt my heart in my throat. I took a deep breath, trying to somehow push it back where it belonged.
The City and Its Uncertain Walls
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