One in a Million | (Creative Artists Agency LLC Mark Tuan) 1
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It's always the victim's stories that stain our eyes. But what about us?
What is the point of our lives that makes it worth it to keep going?
Well, it's the feeling of a victory after catching a serial killer and throwing them to justice. But if you saw an innocent pretty young lady stealing a diamond ring off of a store?
Then maybe I'll ask questions.
But what if she falls in love with me?
Nah, that won't happen...probably..maybe.
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