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Oct.08.2009 - 10:57 am
He was a dead man walking.
Thin. Pale. Sweatpants hung low on his hips, his hoodie pulled up around his head. Not to ward off chill, he’d later tell me, but to...
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About Dawn
I write. Sometimes well. Often not so well. And almost always only when the muse strikes me. Yeah, I know. I'm working on that.



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