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Was this all the script was? Just reliving parts of my childhood that I was trying to forget? I shook my head and went on a walk, trying to forget the words on those crumbled pages but my mind circled around them for the two hours I was outside. I knew I shouldn’t be this consumed with the script, especially conside…
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