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Sep 2019
The blade shone in the sun's rays
My breathing was stuttered and frantic
My body shivered and trembled
Shaking and quivered
I could taste the blood on my tongue
And feel the ache
The throbbing of my heart
The churning of my stomach with fear
I see the way your grip tightens with every beat of your heart
You watched me
I watched you
We both take a stance




I listen to your prayers
Prayers to the sun
You asked for guidance




I take the first swing




And I take the last.
taken from my original story
lua
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lua  16/F/on the moon
(16/F/on the moon)   
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