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  <published>2012-12-12T15:55:48-08:00</published>
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  <title>Mirror</title>
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  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/887779/Rikarah'&gt;Rikarah&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/Mystery/'&gt;Mystery&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: T&lt;br&gt;Sci-Fi/Mystery&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 1,558, Reviews: 0, In-Progress&lt;hr size=1&gt;All I see, every day, is walls. They have no distinguishing features to them, but they're dark colored. The world is a colorless film, all that surrounds me a uniform gray. Time had taken on a new turn since the Change. It was always like that. I just feel so . . . Alone.</summary>
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