Circa 2015
Weaving pained words throughout my fingers-
intrigued by his chosen canvas-
my gaze lingers on the smiles;
a photo booth relic
of past contentment
scribbled on now
with painful,
broken
words.
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The rays of a dying red sun flashed against the onrushing blade. The grey beards say the key to dueling lies in size, speed, reach, righteous fury, whatever the person in front of them pays them to say. Matteo knew better than any it was none of these and had an undefeated record on these sands to prove it.
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