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PENELOPE CARBIA-KOLEVSKI

FLASH FICTION

I am almost certainly still here.

Only a few more hours to go.

As the scent goes, so does purpose.

Just a moment, you tell me.

More than one, I'd like to tell you.

I'd wait forever, no question.

And you wouldn't know that I didn't.

That I can't.

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