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... at the side of my plate and turned to look at it. It gleamed such a beautiful gleam, I played with it in my hands. Turning it, twisting it, studying its every depression,and engraving. Studying it delicate yet metallic features, imagining it was just a wee bit sharper. Everything then started to slow down,an err on my memory perhaps? Revisiting this stage in my memory, reasons albeit unknown, ...

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