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May 2016
I wear a canvas over
Covering my head
Just in case it rains
I won’t say what I said

At first, I just wore a jacket
It saved my pretty face
It protected my hair
I could not feel or care

a storm came rolling through                                                    
Rain prickled at my skin
So then I took a canvas
And I laid within its skin

I do not peak my head out
I do not say hello
I do not wish to get rained on
So I stay alone at home

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Ghost Writer 3
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Ghost Writer 3  San Fransisco
(San Fransisco)   
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   Joshua Haines
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