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For the Best?His fists clenched tightly, drops of sweat lined his forehead, and his muscles were all tensed. He stood before the wooden door, pondering how he felt right now. After all, he liked to make note of how he felt. It let him better handle himself. Wiping the sweat from his brow, he took a deep breath, trying to calm his shaking.For the Best? in General Fiction
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