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Post by chanpuru on Mar 19, 2009 17:50:31 GMT -5
Bahaku
His read eyes sat behind his dark shades. His white coat blew back and forth in the brisk breeze. His face was calm, a strange sight. The orange sun was in the midst of its return to the other side of the world. The sky quickly turned an assortment of colors. Bahaku's fingers lay intertwined below his chin. This small moment of peace. It comforted him in an otherwise noisy world. Even if such a world was made noisy by himself.
"Where the fuck is this douchebag?"
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