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They Keep Coming Down the Dark Streets

Gangs
of teen-agers
carrying chains
and switchblade
knives.
I saw
one of them
busted open,
blood running down his
temples.
—I'll kill him!
the boy screamed.
He was about fourteen.
—I'll kill him!
Another boy
carrying a chain
said—Don't worry.
We'll find him.
He'll get his.
Don't worry about
it.
—I'll kill him!
they keep coming down the dark streets

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