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Part IThe Three Girls and their Sorrows, Part I.Part I
The first of the three and her story and pain.
The first of thre three girls was shrouded with pain, and her story was one of such obviousness that she had no reason to keep so seceret. But her current life consisted of a brisk walk each morning and evening, just before the rise of the sun and just during it's fall, to the cemetery down past her house where she had laid her husband to rest three aching years prior. She would carry with her a single flower and dress herself all in the blackest of ebony, a shrill condradiction to h
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