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... g urge to sleep, he pushed his tired body out of bed and stood up with great effort. His gaze landed on his bare feet.
’I’m standing...’
He could feel the pressure on his feet, the stone-cold floor below, and the slight breeze from a half-opened window against his bare skin. Having been bedridden, he hadn’t stood up in many years. Jack almost cried tears of joy, no matter how doomed his situation was. Just being given a chance to walk again was already a miracle.
"So, I h ...
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