My eyes felt like sandpaper - they burned like hell when I closed them for a moment to rest. All I could do was cry - I didn't want to, but the tears just flowed. The cry was hopeless - not that high-pitched cry from the pain or the slow build-up from the loss of beloved one.
The Eyes of the Storm by Bobbie Shufani.

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Handy Tandra

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Handy Tandra
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