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Feb 2019
Dark Alley the very spot
Observation of a victim unaware of a plot
It was going to be a dare
It will be total darkness throughout the air
So as the victim walked
The killer was in pursue in stalked
It seemed as victim walked with one footstep at a time, there was immediately two footsteps being swished
The Moon was heavily shaded
It was a Cloudy gloomy night
But there was no place and time to turn
Soon after, the victim turned around and he was knocked in the head and collapsed to the ground
Suddenly silence was the sound
The Killer escaped into the night
Meanwhile, the victim lied still in a pool of blood flowing from the blow to the head
What a pity of the victim being murdered
No one knows the motive, and there were no witnesses
It was a poor soul in a senseless Death.
preservationman
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preservationman  New York City
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