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dawnisgone: 230. Four Apocalyptic Horsemen with No Horses i. he was the winning contender in the...
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230. Four Apocalyptic Horsemen with No Horses
i. he was the winning contender in the mma ring, the head of a fortune 500, he stood at the front of the classroom and was the ace in a game of dodgeball
ii. she was the street fighter with bloodied knuckles, the one who took too many shots at the bar, she danced on rooftop edges and shattered glass with her screams
iii. she starved with the crows at the corner shop, apples rotted at her feet, she huddled behind the dumpster and whined, but she danced in the derelict streets
iv. he was the car that sped and he pushed that pot that off the balcony, he was the one that moved the manhole cover and was the knife in the mugger’s hand
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230. Four Apocalyptic Horsemen with No Horses
i. he was the winning contender in the mma ring, the head of a fortune 500, he stood at the front of the classroom and was the ace in a game of dodgeball
ii. she was the street fighter with bloodied knuckles, the one who took too many shots at the bar, she danced on rooftop edges and shattered glass with her screams
iii. she starved with the crows at the corner shop, apples rotted at her feet, she huddled behind the dumpster and whined, but she danced in the derelict streets
iv. he was the car that sped and he pushed that pot that off the balcony, he was the one that moved the manhole cover and was the knife in the mugger’s hand
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