2011-12-03
the muddy sky
There were park trails I walked late at night. I searched for couples. Holding hands. They did not see me stepping from the cover of trees. They did not see the knife in my hand.
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2011-12-03
the muddy sky
There were park trails I walked late at night. I searched for couples. Holding hands. They did not see me stepping from the cover of trees. They did not see the knife in my hand.
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