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Rotting meat lined the walls of the spot where the crime was committed Locked from the outside Shut in as the oil burned, the smoke engulfing, the flames consuming the people as they screamed, "Let me out" but the indentations of the footprints on the door spoke loudest They spoke of 25 beautiful faces lost in pursuit of the American Dream.®
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May 2, 2018
May 2, 2018 at 6:33 PM UTC
Hamlet, 1991
Rotting meat lined the walls of the spot where the crime was committed Locked from the outside Shut in as the oil burned, the smoke engulfing, the flames consuming the people as they screamed, "Let me out" but the indentations of the footprints on the door spoke loudest They spoke of 25 beautiful faces lost in pursuit of the American Dream.®
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M/Melbourne, Florida, USA
May 2, 2018
May 2, 2018 at 6:33 PM UTC
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