Broken Boy Soilders

It could easily be blamed on his mother, or the city. Or even the family that stolen him from his mother's home even. It didn't matter what was blamed. The young man always just blamed himself.


He was pushed into a world of darkness and he accepted that darkness. The boy who basked in the warm california sun was no more. This was a man who trived in the darkness.


Lost to the world and himself.

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Aug. 20th, 2022 05:58 pm
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7:23PM
Sunday, October 5th
Verizon
Dante
Well Starlight, hows space?


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[ SODA'S ELECTRIC VOICE]
Hey, if you don't reconize my voice you're likely calling the wrong number.
If it's before noon, you should know better, I'm asleep. If this is you Dr.
Harris I'll call you back ASAP. Anyone else just leave a message and
I'll hit you back later.