man

Male | Age unspecified | over 10 minutes
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EXTRACT: I came home one night to the home I used to have I came home and the house was empty all the windows were open all the doors I went into my son's room his toys were scattered on the floor I sat on the floor and looked at them and I picked them up and held them and I played with them trying to remember how to play like a child as if that was possible pretending it was and I wondered I wondered what it was like to be him

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