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Tarot
"I'll tell you your future,
for a price." The trees whispered,
hot like cinnamon, their branches
reaching like skeleton fingers to grab me.
But, my thick dragon scale skin
would not budge. I knew my future—
and no amount of spreads or
the many creases in my palms
could tell me what I already knew—
"Silly lovers—My future's filled with fools."
for a price." The trees whispered,
hot like cinnamon, their branches
reaching like skeleton fingers to grab me.
But, my thick dragon scale skin
would not budge. I knew my future—
and no amount of spreads or
the many creases in my palms
could tell me what I already knew—
"Silly lovers—My future's filled with fools."
Published 15th May 2012
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