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Vowing never to let me go again, she made me promise over and over that no matter how bad things became, I would never abandon her. Yet I was not allowed to see her, nor was I allowed to be a part of her life. My loitering outside the lecture hall was met with reproach. Any trace of me in her everyday life was perceived as a threat.
Notes of a Crocodile
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