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…thel where she had grown up. She wanted to believe her mother had survived; she was a clever woman. Then Kami saw it, a pile of charred bones, a scrap of red dress, a locket of silver. The soldiers had been so arrogant they hadn’t even pillaged the place.
Teresa Wymore 🏳️🌈
✍ Posy Churchgate
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