Often I've seen a lone fisherman alone in his boat....ragged and crumpled as himself...tilted with his known weight....carrying his catch to an unknown destination.......The vastness of the river engulfing his thoughts.....and I wonder while passing by.......could he have enough catch today to fend for the mouths he has left ashore.....!!!!
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That Sensitive Soul.....
Hey Girl why're you out in the dark...don't you know what waits outside? Why do you wear such clothes...why dress up like a model in the fashion show...don't you know what waits outside ? Poor Girl.....no one knows what she wore that fateful day...her partner says she was claded from head to toe...but nobody saw...'cause she lay naked on the barren road full of staring eyes and no helping hands...raped and brutally assaulted.....shivers and jitters and protests followed.....justice, still delayed...justice for her stupidly sensitive soul.....never acquired...............................
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