Tainted emoticons fill the screen of which I gaze upon as a cool subtle breeze tickles my neck. Crickets are looming nearby as the winter wind draws to an end. The grass is wet with dew but what did he mean? Ledger, why? Fingerprints and smudges are all around. Then the phone rings and guess who? The life is changing forever. Into the badlands I roam...
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