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By jdaut BRONZE
Winchester, Oregon

Faint smacks, Are his only form of tracks. They echo down the alley, Smack, smack, smack—   Soundly, but softly. I see him, But the fog hides myself.  ...
jdaut BRONZE, Winchester, Oregon
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