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Sarker Protick | What Remains

It was in the afternoon, I was sitting on my grandpa’s couch. The door was slightly open and I saw light coming through, washed out between the white door and white walls. All of a sudden, it all started making sense. I could relate what I was seeing with what I felt.

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