Lake
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The Talking Death Fish

A willow chancellor in concrete gloves walks the path that meanders from the school, through the forest, and finally reaches the shores of a lake that very few people know about. He sits down in a place of soft grass and unfurls his lunch pail. He withdraws a sandwich and removes it from its plastic… Continue reading
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Sun burns world

Halfway through the memories on haunted hill, halfway through the turnstiles stuck in glue, sun burns red, sun burns blue, a wind sick hotel in desert hue Continue reading
