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Sigma looks at me with a barely perceptible smile

You let Lilu go first again As always , . . .

There is no reproach in her voice Only a shadow of a thought

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Warm, calm, almost weightless Like a drop on .
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palms , you know it will fall but not .
hurry I smile too , Lilu is smart. She
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knows when to leave us alone . .
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