The rage residing in his clenched fists was always on the verge of exploding.
The rage residing in his clenched fists was always on the verge of exploding.

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The rage residing in his clenched fists was always on the verge of exploding.
© 2019 By Duane Kirby Jensen,
9 x 12 watercolor, ink, and graphite on watercolor paper

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