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Just imagine
Lying in a crib of straw
Staring at a star
Hanging over the barn
That whistles
With the soughing wind
Prizing at the flimsy wood
That keeps the night at bay
Just imagine
Your future laid before you
In pre-ordained days
That smell of blood and betrayal
The multi-paternal conundrum
That plays upon your mind
As you carve wood
...Monday 12th December 2016 3:51 pm
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