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died. She closed her eyes, rubbed her 
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laughed. "Thank you for doctor. But know am so very have so much to must be
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desert wind. * * In the red glow of sunset, Able jogged back to base. Salt
crusted in sweat patterns their orange jumpsuits. Sergeant Cooke past them
on his bike, his wheels throwing dust 
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