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Sep 2020
The cemetary rabbit is dead
And I didn't realize it until I awoke with a cricket on my face.
He's almost dead too,
But to break my curse I had to release him
To die in peace,
Outside where he belongs.
Written by
Donielle  30/F/Pennsylvania
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