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She, A child, a witness, Quiet; and far away, too far to hear close enough to see blurred lines of dark cement ****** sidewalk, and silver pain that glides in swiftly, Light that shines brighter than all else behind neon OPEN sign flickering above a man sleeping, and leaking into the gutter.
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Mar 24, 2022
Mar 24, 2022 at 5:18 PM UTC
Witness
She, A child, a witness, Quiet; and far away, too far to hear close enough to see blurred lines of dark cement ****** sidewalk, and silver pain that glides in swiftly, Light that shines brighter than all else behind neon OPEN sign flickering above a man sleeping, and leaking into the gutter.
this one is for readers to guess what kind of scenario i am writing about
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Mar 24, 2022
Mar 24, 2022 at 5:18 PM UTC
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