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Mar 2020
Stuck
it *****.
I  succum.
End
so sordid.
I glance. I am gliding away.
The only soul in this dark alley.
I am suffering
it was a random
bow and arrow
attack.
Emmanuel Phakathi
Written by
Emmanuel Phakathi
35
   Perry
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