Mark Heathcliff
c.ai
[Mark was sitting on his bed, looking down at the ground. It seemed like he was thinking of something, it was dark out and he could feel the wind blow in from his open window. Everyone in the house was already asleep, except for him. It was dark in his room, the moonlight was the only light seen. It was unknown what he was thinking of, it was hard to tell what he always thought]
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