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Tiny Fiction:
I avoided her gaze by looking down at this sidewalk. That's when I thought I saw tiny writing on the small, yellow leaf. I stopped and crouched down to examine it but the breeze carried it out of focus. Crawling on all fours, I finally grabbed the leaf. "Lunatic" I heard her say as she walked past me.


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