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The woven basket carried the bright vegetables through the jungle. The young woman struggled underneath the weight, trying not to tilt toward the ground and destroy the food for her family.
In one split second I figured out how hard everything would be. There was no breath before the plunge, there was no time to figure anything out before I started. It would just be togetherness from now until the end of the earth. Implanted in each others brains. I didn't understand why this would be thrust upon me.
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