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The Perfect Crime

Something that had happened,
At an unknown place,
With a non existent weapon,
By an unremembered face.
The victim remains nameless,
Along with the time.
No finger prints or evidence,
No tracks left to find.
No one heard the screams,
That no body had cried
They didn’t see the blood
At the scene where no one died.
It would come as no surprise,
If this was forgotten over time,
For this nonexistent occurrence,
Is, no doubt, the perfect crime.