The rifle in his hands was fully loaded.
Heavy brows - symbol of heavy bearings.
Walking the deadpan face, something came up his face became uneasy.
Something for the camera, I thought.
An expression that can't be fully comprehended.
A apparition common, yet uncommon.
He looked around,
Saw no one's watching;
decided to do the unthinkable.
Flash moments passed,
as he scratched his scrotum in hurry.
I saw peace afterwards.
And now suddenly, with all the force,
the deadpan face came back to him.
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