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The rusty nail stood erect, angled at a 45-degree angle, just waiting for the perfect barefoot to come along.
Sitting in the sun, away from everyone who had done him harm in the past, he quietly listened to those who roamed by. He felt at peace in the moment, hoping it would last, but knowing the reprieve would soon come to an end. He closed his eyes, the sun beating down on face and he smiled. He smiled for the first time in as long as he could remember.
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He had a hidden stash underneath the floorboards in the back room of the house.
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I made myself a peanut butter sandwich as I didn’t want to subsist on veggie crackers.
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