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Bus Station

Time slows down for a moment as I stand alone at the bus station. I can almost relax. Soon I’ll be on a bus headed away from here.

It was the middle of the night when I was dropped off. I was tense, the night was tense, and here I am leaving everything I had behind. I’m going to stay with family after experiencing something words would fail to describe.

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