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Safe Distance, 10-10-02 (Free verse) by Frass

Last night a man who worked for my firm stood near his car, pumping gas in Manassas and was shot dead, in cold blood from a safe distance the sniper thought. The distance a coward uses for his aims while searching through the heart of himself, a well brimming with self-pity, for another reason to hate all of us. The innocent the victims of such hate are not distant from our prayers and thoughts; but, there is no distance safe enough the sniper knows that our justice will find him.

-=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. 10-Oct-02/8:05 PM
Pray for me, benevolent one. I'm a nasty flailing sauce-merchant.




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