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The heat it radiates up and down your legs from the pavement
we all get burnt when we stay too long
the ribbon texture easily puts to sleep security
it's not the first time
but it's the last time
this prosthesis, although it fades once it's gone,
you can never be the same
can the torn and bloody victim love the blood splashed fiend who rips him limb from limb?
