Thoughts Of Regret
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He ascended the stairs to his boyhood home’s dusty attic while his family followed him. When he noticed that all of the furnishings that had been there when they had left had been taken out and was now lost forever, he had a sense of grief.
He took a time to process it all before moving on with his quest. His pulse skipped a beat as he started tapping on the wooden panels that slanted downward to form the A-frame ceiling.
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