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A Second Changes Everything
A Second Changes Everything
A bullet leaves the barrel of a gun
A man thinks âwhat have I done?â
The sky is cornflower blue, without a cloud
The President waves at people in the crowd
A woman turns slightly to look at him
The sun glints off the Lincolnâs trim
A watcher points a cine-camera at the parade
A secret service agent dreams of getting laid
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Sunday 10th May 2020 4:14 pm
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