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All I am

Guns, hounds and a desire for stew. Familiars watch from a distance. Wounded and surrounded, the blood trial betrays; and these small feet are all l am.

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Simba

28 / M / Zimbabwe

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Written by

Simba

28 / M / Zimbabwe

Published: Jan 29, 2021
LinesWords: 427

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