TWELVE
ONE DAY 12 WAS WALKING ACROSS THE STREET WHEN A BUS HIT HIM ON THE EYE. THEN TWELVE REALIZED HE DIDNT HAVE AN EYE. HE WAS JUST A NUMBER. 12. HE HAD NO CHILDREN. HE HAD NO FAMILY. HE HAD NO PURPOSE. HE HAD NO FEELINGS. EXCEPT PAIN. THE BUS GAVE HIM ALOT OF PAIN. 12 COLLAPSED ON THE STREET. 12 DIED ALONE.
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