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Fan, issue 2, July 1945
Page 24
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[page number 24] bushes. She started to leave. Al that was left was that single flaming flower still struggling upward. Almost beseechingly. She turned back, looked down upon it. She reached out a hand and plucked it. It came away easily. She put it in her hair and it seemed grateful. It creased to struggle, the petals ceased to open and close. As she walked back down the hill with a little smile on her face, the flower nestled down comfortably against her cheek.
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[page number 24] bushes. She started to leave. Al that was left was that single flaming flower still struggling upward. Almost beseechingly. She turned back, looked down upon it. She reached out a hand and plucked it. It came away easily. She put it in her hair and it seemed grateful. It creased to struggle, the petals ceased to open and close. As she walked back down the hill with a little smile on her face, the flower nestled down comfortably against her cheek.
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