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BASTARD! In my mind a hundred times a day it caws, A black and flapping creature hopping awkwardly Across the even furrow of my love. Dining on the choicest seed, uncovering the rest, Making sure no crop will ever flourish here, As I stand and gaze, Too weary from the endless days of planting all alone, Too hungry from the meals I've missed to care, I turn into an ineffective scarecrow Who just watches. LJM
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Jan 15, 2017
Jan 15, 2017 at 10:37 AM UTC
THE CROW
BASTARD! In my mind a hundred times a day it caws, A black and flapping creature hopping awkwardly Across the even furrow of my love. Dining on the choicest seed, uncovering the rest, Making sure no crop will ever flourish here, As I stand and gaze, Too weary from the endless days of planting all alone, Too hungry from the meals I've missed to care, I turn into an ineffective scarecrow Who just watches. LJM
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LoriJonesMcCaffery
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Jan 15, 2017
Jan 15, 2017 at 10:37 AM UTC
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