Red Hands
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The unknown blind woman, who may be a poet. Accused of murder. The question is, will this happen to you? • I woke up unsure to the bland day. I felt more than I should've. I took a breath, tried to help. Which lead me more to what I ever thought I could've.
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Hoping to shake this human off once and for all, I twisted my body around rapidly with a plan to put my words into action. When I was on my way to push this man as deep into the floor as possible my body all of the sudden went rigid. When my body froze solid, so did my brain. It took me several seconds to get out of my trance and when I finally did, all that was running through my mind were two words. Those eyes. All of the feelings that I had been hiding for the last 160 years were now coming crashing down on me. They were literally shooting out from this human's eyes like fire. A fire that burned into my core.

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