| http://www.w3.org/ns/prov#value | - e stands slowly, like her bones are a million years old, watch her scoop her jacket from your floor and shrug it on gingerly.You sit up, tucking your legs against your chest and Sam looks at you, just gazes at you for a moment while your pulse hammers away under your skin.You are expecting tears, firm words telling you that this will never ever happen again, maybe even a final farewell but Sam just
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