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#260
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Espy
Wanderer
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Muffling a snort, Dante blinked his eyes up and stayed where he was, instinctively. His job required that he not make any indication that he was awake, and it was well-integrated into the bounty hunter's muscles. Reflexively, soundlessly, he slipped a hand under his scarf and felt for the knife, just in case someone would try to attack him.
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 07-02-2011, 02:41 AM
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