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Submitted to Contest #90
Life. How fickle life is. How small life is. It was just over an hour since she had left the station in tears, and even with a train full of people, she was aware that nobody knew what was going on with her life. Life is indeed quite volatile, she thought to herself wiping away a shadow of a tear etched across her undried face. Every individual on the train her eyes could perceive, was occupied in their own little bubbles of lives. How terribly sporadic and minuscule a life of a human is. There were all kinds of demographics Faith could see...
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