My last act of goodness.
At mornings light they will come for me they always do : /
It's like a recurring dream that never ends.Caught in an eternal groundhog day of weekend servtitude with no possiblity of escape.
But If caught I will do my duty on those dark disrespectful streets of metropolis and shall never leave my post.
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