Espy
Wanderer
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#75
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HAYATE
Hayate stood, bracing himself against a wall, several blocks down from where he had started to make a frantic dash. Illusion. THAT was an illusion?! He could've sworn it was solid. Tangible. And yet...
He knew he had to stay safe...but his insatiable curiosity made him wonder. What sort of creature is this policeman?
Step in front of a runaway train
____Just to feel alive again
â•â•â•â•â•â•â•? ?•â•â•â•â•â• â•â•â•â•â•â•â•? ?•â•â•â•â•â•
Pushing forward through the night_____
Aching chest and blurry sight
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Posted 03-29-2012, 02:22 AM
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