

Shadow in the Sun James Halls snapped the metal door of the circuit box closed and made sure to lock it before he stretched his tired arms. The giant crisscrossed metal antenna the circuit box belonged to cast a net like shadow over him in the noon day sun. The shadows of other vehicles slipped into and out of the net as cars zoomed and trucks screamed by on the interstate. James watched them as he mentally went over his list of things to do before he could take lunch. His eyes drifted towards his white city van with its flashing yellow lights. Most peShadow in the Sun
I just wanted to say thanks to giving the argument an amazing and intelligent twist!
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You Epic Fail.
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Hope is the best spice to bring out despair.
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You Epic Fail.
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And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
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Hope is the best spice to bring out despair.
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And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
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Hope is the best spice to bring out despair.
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Dying is an art like everything else and I do it exceptionally well...
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Hope is the best spice to bring out despair.
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