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i used to live near a quiet dead end road, beside a blooming lake full of sandhill cranes, squirrels and schools of fish. then one day, the machines came, a company wanted to carve a road through something that didn’t belong to them. they dug past the trees and the tallest of weeds with their iron jaws, blind to the beauty they were destroying. so i broke into their machines, burnt their paperwork, stole their keys and disposed of them into the dying remnants of a place i once cherished. i should’ve drove them into the lake instead.
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