I stand atop a building in the city, one foot balanced on a 5 inch spot. I watch you walk home as usual. You always walked home at this time & took the same route & always pet the cat at the edge of the alleyway. My eyebrows twitch as I see a man slithering down the alleyway as you pet that damn cat instead of going home. I drop down feeling the wind along my body as my shadows guide me and hold me up. I can't help but smile a little. You just had to stop and pet that mangy cat. Idiot.
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