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He finds the clues come to him like fireflies swarming around him in the air murderers all have long shadows & some were born with silver spoons in their mouths & others not He assembles collages of cases from newspapers to see which ones remind him of which & drinks too much as the night holds him close. He's got a Dame in town he knows she's bad news He knows his whole life is a case of Win or Lose A card trick played by a blind man he has too many regrets & yet none at all
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Aug 5, 2015
Aug 5, 2015 at 9:48 AM UTC
The Detective
He finds the clues come to him like fireflies swarming around him in the air murderers all have long shadows & some were born with silver spoons in their mouths & others not He assembles collages of cases from newspapers to see which ones remind him of which & drinks too much as the night holds him close. He's got a Dame in town he knows she's bad news He knows his whole life is a case of Win or Lose A card trick played by a blind man he has too many regrets & yet none at all
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Aug 5, 2015
Aug 5, 2015 at 9:48 AM UTC
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