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Scavengers

by The Black Bile

And Now She Hides Behind Her Hair Out Here.
And Now We All Know Why,
What’s Brought Them Here.
Young Scavengers Upon The Road
With A Plan Diabolical.
He Walks Fast, Stays Up Ahead.
She Holds Back, Just Like He Said.
Far Out And Way Down
A Ways Down A Dirt Road,
With Wind-Chills Far Beyond Old.
But Won’t They Ever Notice
How This Came To Be?
They Hide-Out On The Inside,
And Now We A...

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