Two small shoes
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Quiet on purpose. Turn it up here.
It’s Monday. Two small shoes by the door, one of them on its side. They’ve been there since Sunday afternoon. You realize you’ll be without her for five days. You already miss her.
Quiet on purpose. Turn it up here.
It’s Monday. Two small shoes by the door, one of them on its side. They’ve been there since Sunday afternoon. You realize you’ll be without her for five days. You already miss her.