There was a familiarity in the fall. The feel of it felt so much like the confusion she saw in their eyes. The thought of it seemed so similar just as seeing her dreams like words on paper. The way it was executed was much like the the execution of her husband, tears falling when she witnessed the performance. There was a familiarity in the fall, because maybe, it wasn't a rarity. Shes done this before. Many, many times before.
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