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I stood over a still river on a bridge which connected two lands I let a small boulder slip out of my hands A cracking filled my ears as it broke water and caused a massive ripple Side effects from the rock which dived into the calm body like a missle Or a bomb. Then pulled out a coin from my pocket and flipped it. It lands on the ground with a thud. The presidents face protruding out of the mud. I looked down to ask him " now how do we fix it?"
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Mar 5, 2018
Mar 5, 2018 at 2:17 PM UTC
A bomb
I stood over a still river on a bridge which connected two lands I let a small boulder slip out of my hands A cracking filled my ears as it broke water and caused a massive ripple Side effects from the rock which dived into the calm body like a missle Or a bomb. Then pulled out a coin from my pocket and flipped it. It lands on the ground with a thud. The presidents face protruding out of the mud. I looked down to ask him " now how do we fix it?"
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Mar 5, 2018
Mar 5, 2018 at 2:17 PM UTC
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