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In a dark alley in Vancouver, there lived a little girl, age six, who sat on her stoop every night. Her eyes were yellow with fear, the fear that if she ever dosed them that the world she had known to love would turn black. Black like the bag she was laid in when she was kidnapped as a baby. Black like the lifeless eyes of her younger brother, past the breaking point, cowering in the corner of the basement. Black like her hair, matted damp and unwashed. She gazed into the sky dreaming that one-day, someday soon, everything would change. There was two things she wanted more than anything in the world. To be reunited with her “realâ€
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Thanks for the lovely banner, Nickel
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