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hannazzz · 2 years ago
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The Corn
It's January now and the corn is still standing,
Why do I feel like fall's never ending?
With it's brown and golden shine,
Bringing me peace of mind,
Something I know so well,
Look, the corn fell
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hannazzz · 2 years ago
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• You're sick. Your throat aches and your head is about to explode. Your mother doesn't believe you. She thinks you're faking it to skip church. You too start to doubt if you're really sick.
• You left your grandmother a note, letting her know where you went. Better be safe than sorry, especially in this part of the world, where the corn grows tall and lakes are deep. You know these two things aren't the reason you wrote that, don't you?
• You can't sleep, so you look out the window. The sky is grey, the old tree is still dead and the atmosphere is heavy. There is no wind, but you still hear rustling in the field.
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