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#510
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Espy
Wanderer
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Dante had some few minutes before ducked behind the APC, not knowing exactly how far away the grenade was. Now, with his arms crossed, he listened, straining his ears, to the Lion's blabbering.
Maybe the things wasn't as dangerous now...? Hoping this was true, he slipped out from the shade and approached the widely strewn corpses, ready to loot enough gold for maybe a decent meal or two.
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 08-08-2011, 10:59 PM
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