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Suddenly I’m six again, I elbowed my glass of milk onto the floor. The tears don’t stop till I get a new glass of milk, but I still whimper, because that glass was special and now it’s in the trash with the rotten banana.
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Suddenly I’m six again, I elbowed my glass of milk onto the floor. The tears don’t stop till I get a new glass of milk, but I still whimper, because that glass was special and now it’s in the trash with the rotten banana.
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