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Submitted to Contest #240
Mark is gone. The words echoed in my head as the dry Nevada wind burned against my face, carrying those familiar fine grains of sand. I stood and stared at the orange painted door that led to my childhood home, for a moment, the memory of its bright hue and brilliant color stood in all its glory, like it once had. A muffled shout broke through the closed windows and the door before me was once again the faded and peeling door of my present. Another sound caught my ears, and, with a steadying breath, I stepped forward and pushed it op...
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