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In the heart of the city, where neon lights pierce the night, there lies a shadow that refuses to fade. The unsolved crime, a mystery that haunts the alleys and alleyways, eludes the grasp of justice like a wisp of smoke slipping through clenched fingers.

Whispers in the dark,

Secrets buried deep in time,

Mystery persists.

The detective’s board, covered in photographs and red strings, tells a tale of obsession. Clues dangle like tantalizing promises, but the truth remains shrouded in enigma. Witnesses speak in riddles, and alibis crumble like old leaves beneath the weight of suspicion.

Rain-soaked streets glisten,

Reflecting unanswered questions,

Cold case lingers on.

Years have passed, yet the unresolved crime endures, a puzzle without a solution. It lives in the minds of those who dare to remember, a ghostly presence that refuses to be forgotten, a mystery that will forever remain a part of this city’s lore.

Midnight’s silent plea,

Unsolved crime’s haunting echo,

Mysterious still.

Antoinette LeRoux © 2023