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Nov 2015
She handed me the gun
it was shiny, black
had my favorite sticker on the barrel
of a puppy in a red turtleneck sweater
she handed me the bullets and told me to load in the chamber
I followed directions
and then took a ready and aimed
she fixed my aim so that i wouldnt miss the target
flashed me a smile
then told me to fire it

I hear the sound
it startled me
then darkness...
Lunarian
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Lunarian  Va
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