for ten years now he has called her name, down vacant hallways and into the abrasive kansas wind. he knows things that others do not. he has seen magic in the world. once he slammed the refrigerator door and one hundred notes and magnets levitated into the air for a split second before falling. once he saw fist sized holes appear in the wall and heard himself screaming things he could never say. he saw her disappear. watched her withdraw from him piece by piece until she twinkled out sight. he knows these thing, and he calls out to her, into the empty stillness and the forgotten hallways. hoping for magic.Birth sign: Taurus
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