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He had never stayed still. Holding him was like trying to get a grip on a big fish, wriggling and flapping for air. In photographs, you couldn’t see his face, just a blur with dark smudges where his features should have been. In his last great act of evasion, he slipped between the cracks and out of our lives, leaving us with nothing but empty hearts and pictures of a boy with shadows for eyes.
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