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Fourteen Days
By N.S.M. Wijeyeratne I loved her. In my head, now, she is sitting in front of me reading her newspaper, like she used to. There she is, leaning slightly forwards, concentrating. I am watching her head, watching her back. Her hair is in a ponytail, curving ever so slightly to the left, then the right, [...]
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