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A Story by Train

The old man sat on his hindlegs as he approached the collateral figure that imposed him. He wrote to himself that no one knows that he is here except that other calling fot help in his friend's need. Without any further ado he swept the blanket under the man and made him flat. Raising his thighbone he quacked the muscle and floated his leg under it was shoulder line. The spasm stimulated him into excruciating pain and he pushed his leg forward.

© 2018 Train


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Train
I hope its different for everyone else bcoz its different for me. Writing from a cell phone.

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