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Feb 2012
in the cellar
beneath the stairs
three scared bodies
just lying there

while tiny windows
shake their panes
the wind outside
is going insane

mother dearest
take our hands
we'll talk about nothing
that's the plan

lightning glows
and radios
what's the word,
has your sister called?

just keep my mind
off the storm
the wind will show
what the clouds don't warn

in the cellar
no worries there
*** those three bodies
will climb those stairs


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