cop

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The cold winter shiver trickles down my spine Soft winds brush against my visage A faint glow in the twilight as an obsidian darkness drapes over the world My over-worked hands, calloused and frozen
Determination became a cop. Her job was hard on her the moment she earned her badge. She fought down the demons that lurked inside the criminals, all in the name of Justice. Determination was unstoppable.
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