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Letters From The Dark Forest
Monday, 23 March 2009
Corn Doll
Girl in black, boy in blue.
She Felt and he never knew.
There was such a lot she said,
Thinking talking would turn it into sense.
But words only made a corn doll.
And a fool.
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