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One man in a billion can build a castle, and it takes only six lucky numbers
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"Did you hear about the storm?" "Orleans again? Such a troublesome little city,
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Rain falls over slick city streets, clattering on tin roofs as men bustle to meetings
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Earth wrapped her flowered fingers around the moon and brushed dust from its craters into the sky
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Her smile is lost on the millions of stoic faces passing by, their ears filled with violent bees,
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Shadow drips heavy in the isolated silence. Strigoi blood boils in his veins,
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His green-blue eyes stare into the bottomless pit.
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Sunlight streaks in the shine of sweat
upon the back of a bay gelding.
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Pigeons bob their grey-feathered heads at the lonely-eyed girl sitting on the stairs.
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Candy cane spires arch to the cloudy sky. Pale green counters shine under electric lights,
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Bare feet dip into the iced water, guppies nip at her toes and she leaps
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Willow tree sways beneath the early stars that peep through dusk on a waiting world.
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Thunderous ocean wind pulls tatters from his trench coat, howling waves cursing the life he steals.
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Sunlight glints of her bare scalp, heavy eyes fixed on the empty canvas.
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She spreads her arms wide and feels the wind.
It swims through the folds in her summer dress,
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Sunshine tastes like sour lemonade on my lips. Ghostly fingerprints dig into the foam padding
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Juicy golden kernels shine in the moonlight, barely contained within fibrous sheath.
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Friendship can hit you like a swift punch to the jaw.
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Ten little toes went a-picnicking among the ticklish green grass
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Let the nighttime currents rustle fine red fur as two beady eyes
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Razor steps cut into the pavement and her eyes aim silver bullets. The hunter breathes arsenic and she watches.
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Robin guards her nest as predators approach it
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Mother Panda waits for her cubs to return home
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Long legs and a crisp summer dress spin around in dizzy circles,
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Delicate fingers wrap around old feather quill. It seems so long since butterflies last danced in her hair,
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Little strawberry pushes her way between the legs of a thousand people
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Crow caws at the ink blot clouds as they tunnel through shades of blue
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Rainbow swirls taste like sunshine on her tongue as she forgets
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Bitter berries lavish her lips as she smiles poison. Crystal in her hand mirrors her heart
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Bionic gestures reflect on wax floors,
an upside down mirror of skewed anomalies.
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Arsenic drips down arthritic branches (disguised as dewdrops)
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Rearrange the letters on the page,
let my soul begin to disengage...
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I can make a dream
from pixie dust and sulfur.
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