Fear can really screw with love, can’t it? All this regret really makes for a hopeless fellow. But mercy does not equal foresight.
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The night had set in and it was dark, only the low blue glow of the horizon, and the moon and stars above lighted my path. I peeked out from behind a bush at a train car in crawling motion. I ran and jumped and grabbed hold of a railing. Stepping onto the median, I […]
