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Charon the ferryman

The gentleman in the black trench coat

breathed out

a puff of smoke

and said,through the fog,

"I am a breeze of relief

to some

and

a storm of wrath

for others."

 

He took out a crumpled piece of paper.

Read it and mumbled,

"I wonder what your share is?"

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Written by
figtree
Singaporean
Published
Aug 27, 2012
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