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Oct 2015
He left her
standing there
on a cold street
corner
and all she could really
do was stare and
pray that she could
reverse the clock and
retrace his steps.
But the clock was
set and any
minute now,
she was set to
explode.
Baylie Allison
Written by
Baylie Allison  Kansas
(Kansas)   
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