I’ve got my story ready to go. It’s in an envelope addressed to myself inside another envelope addressed to The Editors. Once I have the stamps I’m going to drop my baby inside a blue tin box and hope it reaches its destination safely. I’m terrified as if it were really my baby and I its mother. I’m letting it go away from me as if it was on
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::eagerly waiting::
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