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Jun 2020
i  saw this kid outside my house,
holding this hammer.

he asked me if i had cash.

i  said "no".

he said "your pocket knife won't save you".

i  didn't have a pocket knife,
so he just walked away.

up the street some kids lit off fireworks.

i  stopped to watch.

"did you hear grace baptist just raffled off an ar-fifteen?"

all i've got is this hammer.
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