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18…

I hold you in my arms, I cradle you like a proud dad handing out cigars

As I breathe in the cold talons of winter that approaches

The Wiltshire town. Overhead twinkling streetlights outshine the unseen stars

And the vermin of life, rats, bacteria and cockroaches

Of which I try to keep you away from.

I hear a sound of people gathering round, tears in their

Eyes. let the public come near, let the ghoulish come

And see what becomes when the dream of life turns to nightmare.

They took your life