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Kaz walked more slowly. She felt as though she were walking in a world of dreams, not sure what was reality. All around, spring blossomed as birds sang in the trees and the branches erupted in a flow of green. Yes, that was spring... my life with my parents... loved and carefree... Kaz smiled. Yet now it is winter... I never had summer or autumn, I went straight to winter... my parents are dead, my friends? what friends? There is no-one for me... I am only a wailing ghost who should have died with my family... Kaz shut her eyes in pain, and when she opened them, they were gray, painfilled, devoid of all color. Only in the middle, black specks seemed to float, specks of darkness. Kaz lengthened her stride again, the birds' song falling unheard onto her ears.
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