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Paper Cliffs
A paper cliff, and a crashing wave,
stick figures walking across the page,
nighttime curls,
and the darkness furls,
and in the starlight's shadows,
there grows to be a gallows.
Towards the ledge,
come back from the edge.
Figures turns around,
nearly could have drowned
Erase the line,
go back in time......
stick figures walking across the page,
nighttime curls,
and the darkness furls,
and in the starlight's shadows,
there grows to be a gallows.
Towards the ledge,
come back from the edge.
Figures turns around,
nearly could have drowned
Erase the line,
go back in time......
Published 17th Aug 2017
| Edited 24th Aug 2017
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