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A Scarecrow Dreams Of Leaving
A Scarecrow Dreams Of Leaving
A scarecrow in the wax moonlight
is snowed upon one winters night
and as the crystals, soft, alight
he dreams perhaps some day he might
take footsteps off into the bright
ice world. His skeletal delight
some hours later, fat and white
with snow-flesh - waiting for coal sight.
Friday 13th September 2013 5:23 pm
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