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Thursday, 10 September 2009

nothing to lose

He scuffled across the busy street, dragging his long, lanky body to wherever it took him. Head hanging, eyelids heavy, thoughts numbed with drugs. Protected by something outside his power which made the bus swerve away from his path.
Posted by Vivienne at 23:19
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