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#194
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Espy
Wanderer
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Ciaran's head whipped around as he saw the black cat disappear into the alleys from the corner of his eye. He excused himself and slunk off after her, not in too much of a hurry, being more at home in those dark recesses than the shop itself. The Coon, or at least, he thought it was a Coon, was almost his size, a bit startling.
He'd get to the bottom of why the cat helped, and gave chase.
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 09-27-2011, 07:24 PM
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