The First Killing

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The C

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H of lightning
brought end to the gold twilight.
Unknown desire burned
in my throat.

The bitter b r e e z e declared
my cruel intention,
but I would not leave
until I had ACCOMPLISHED my GOAL.

R
A
I
N shielded me from his sight










perfectly …

He came into view,
distress covering


his

features.

If only he knew,
I was







there






for his
















MURDER …





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