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I untied the red bow from my hair, it fell softly down my back in golden waves. I took his hand and walked toward the gate. Leaving Texas for Alaska was the right decision....wasn't it? Was I going to freeze to death or even worse, would I be heartbroken in the end? It didn't matter, as long as I was with him.
I stood on the threshold of my past in that yellow flowered dress he always liked. I looked ahead to the gate and behind to the oil derricks of southeast Texas. I knew the choice I would make, I guess in some way I've always known the choice that I would make, I just never had the courage. But today, in my little flowered dress, I always knew the choice I would make
Reflex. Something I want to do, something I don't want to. Something that will save my life, something that will end it. Or perhaps it's something that I really can control...I just don't choose to do so. Reflex. Maybe it can change the course of fate, or maybe it's all in our heads.
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