“Sniper”

sitting in the kitchen,

staring at the open

window blinds and

wondering if the snipers

are gonna snipe me

is just par for the

course as i nervously

sip my coffee and

go over the likelihood

of being killed this

way, feeling like a

target in my own

home with nowhere

to escape to, some

call it paranoia, i

just call it life

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