"It's Not Yours"
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Ken’s eyesight was going. If it was blindness he would have accepted it the same way he accepted how his old legs screamed when he walked. But it wasn’t blindness. His eyesight was going...the other direction. It was getting .
Short story
Words
7,000
Time to read
~30 minutes
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