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From his resting place on the floor of his office, Edward’s eyes roamed blankly over the clutter of plaques on the wall, signifying his accomplishments over the years in the eyes of outsiders; he dimly realized he had failed to move on while he still could, and now the plaques were little more than sound bafflers, muffling the noise of his soul being trampled by the culture of futility.
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