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Day 219: Prose: Glitter.
The shattered glass shone like glitter in the headlights. What was once part of a safely traveling family was reduced to rubble on the streets. The glitter looked mystical and pleasantly surprising as I pulled into my neighborhood. It made me smile. I pushed the thoughts of what part of the car it must have gone to. And how quickly it took for each passenger to realize they were thinking their last thought.
Ouch, that was morbid.
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