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It was beating, It possessed an ache, It was stitched. He was breathing. Engaged in his work, Wrapping his files, Answering calls, 7 pm he leaves, Pays for the bus ride Opens his home Eats a crossiant Sits on the sofa peacefully, Stitches open, The ache goes away, It Stops beating, He was not breathing. Police read a text, Received at half past seven, "father, I'm not coming back" Text accompanied an attack He was not breathing, Doctors told his daughter, "He is never coming back" Too.
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Mar 28, 2014
Mar 28, 2014 at 1:30 PM UTC
Last Attack.
It was beating, It possessed an ache, It was stitched. He was breathing. Engaged in his work, Wrapping his files, Answering calls, 7 pm he leaves, Pays for the bus ride Opens his home Eats a crossiant Sits on the sofa peacefully, Stitches open, The ache goes away, It Stops beating, He was not breathing. Police read a text, Received at half past seven, "father, I'm not coming back" Text accompanied an attack He was not breathing, Doctors told his daughter, "He is never coming back" Too.
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Mar 28, 2014
Mar 28, 2014 at 1:30 PM UTC
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