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I felt the cold seeping in around me as the arms left my body. He turned around and said nothing more. My mouth opened to gasp out his name, but I was left breathless and voiceless. That was the last time I would ever see him again. And my heart ached to know that I would remember that last embrace.
The grain has seen so much time and energy. From the saw to the giggling child playing hide-n-seek. It sits there, bearing the load and being an integral part of the family memories. Yet, it remains forgotten.