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"Condolences to the Earth" - Flash Fiction

She bent down and laced her fingers through it, inhaling its spice. Her fingers

rubbed the dirt and let it slip, like running waters. “Who breathed you into

existence?” She whispered to it, piercing the silence of the night. Did destiny

simply vomit you across the Earth? Were you ripped off by the galaxy from your

family in Mars? She expressed her deep sorrow and passed down her condolences.

Then she was needed back inside.

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