Created on Apr 29, 1997.
Flickering away, it held them transfixed: they just sat there while staring intently into nothingness while thoughts bloomed like flowers in the back of their minds. Ramrod newspaper pulp shot out at the speed of hypersensitivity and all things literary reminded her of her weakness for big handed men. She'd seen their lives, now she had two knives and was able to show him victimisation like he'd never even imagined, which is why she was always looking through her past for memories of her cowboy of light.
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