forensicscientist
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Floating through,
Like a dream,
Who is there to hear you scream?
Alone at last,
Peace was found,
Let alone you might have drowned.
Body bags tight,
Weapons concealed,
Under the microscope is a tiny city.
Billions of pieces of DNA.
I am analyzing there existence.
They are preparing themselves for there next task.
To serve as the evidence that will put the bad guy away.