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Casting Runes
Casting Runes
What price the steaming goat entrails
Coiling on a dusty Roman street?
The clouded mysticism of a crystal ball
Peered into for some future comfort?
The divination of ancient Gods
To tell us where our slouching bodies go?
The smoke and mirrors of
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Monday 11th May 2020 3:04 pm
Fortune Teller
Fortune Teller - Poem by Marie
Went to the fortune teller
To have my fortune read
I didn't know what to tell her
I had a dizzy feeling in my head
Siad she'd take a look at my palm
She said 'Son, you feel kinda warm'
And she looked into her crystal ball
Said 'You're in love'
Said it could not be so
Not with all the girls I know
She said when the next one arrives
Looking into he...
Tuesday 21st January 2020 3:12 pm
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