Messing about in words by Kent Parkstreet Short sketches of stories and scenes, like a colouring in book, just the outlines.
At the time
He thought
Nothing could hurt him
Like that
Ever
Again.
The only thing
That came close,
The second blow
Landed,
Two decades later
When he realised
He had been
Right.
Parkstreet
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