One second they were here, now they are gone.
Poof.
Just like that.
Poof.
They committed no crimes.
They may never come back.
There's no way to tell.
We cannot ask.
We will have to wait.
Hoping.
Praying.
Thinking.
Wishing.
But never knowing.
Poof...
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