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My name is John Taylor
no-one bothers you
but otherwise there's not much to choose
She had a striking face
I couldn't argue with that
I made myself say lightly
"It's going to be alright."
We collapsed together on a rain-slick street
"I killed him becuase he was my friend."
"I preserve the balance."
And none of us were a bit surprised.
from Simon R. Green's "Something From the Nightside"
Didn't seem to work too well, but then, I've never been any good at poetry.
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