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Short Fiction: Insert A Latin Quote

She often forgot to empathise with herself. I felt she needed someone to peel off the layers of her personality before she could even think of letting them in. But then, I knew she did not need anything at all. 

Poem: Transformation

A faulty road surpassed by ghoul, Where orange and grey masters rule, Of an affinity towards a copper statue Built in disguise in your greener side.
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