Deanna Miller.:
Sunshine, Sunshine.
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"But those are just little ideas," she said.
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The Jagged Precipice Of a Love Lost.
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The girl in blue.
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Leave a lasting impression.
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Be patient, I can break down these walls, I promise.
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Elemental.
Deanna Miller.:
The line began to blur between her fantasy world and her real world. But sometimes, just sometimes, there was an air of symmetry between the two.
Deanna Miller.:
But now it's like the night is taking up sides.
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Day two.
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Day ten.
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Day eleven.
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Day fifteen.
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Day nineteen.
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Day thirty-three.