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along the alley (Free verse) by BigB What was he living for?
A dark alley right ahead
He made for it
Blade shimmering in his unsteady hands.
He stumbled.
Jealousy, pain ,trauma.
Stopped. Pondered. Contemplated.
And he took a turn to the brightly-lit thoroughfare.
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