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April 19 Entry. GloPoWriMo 2020 |
| One bulletless shot ripped through our abdomens like flaming driftwood rolling down a mountain. BANG! A solitary pain breaks those non-munitions with thoughtless passion before our life withers. BOOM! My intestinal blood left your friends infested with diseased insect droppings in their stomachs. SCHWANG! |