There's an old voice in my head that's holding me backWell tell her that I miss our little talksSoon it will be over and buried with our pastWe used to play outside when we were youngAnd full of life and full of love...


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sunkist wrote:Roya snapped up a little more of her meat to gain a little more energy. Maybe now she could drag the carcass all the way back to her den. She heaved a sigh and picked up the deer. Dragging it in between her legs, she started her treck back to camp.
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