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SOCCERBALL
As I stand over your terrified face watching the light drain from your eyes, I realize that I did over-react, that this ending is not as satisfying as I had imagined. I don't even want to kick your disembodied head like a soccer ball anymore. What has become of me?
Published 6th Feb 2016
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