skeleton sickness the bony fellow sticks beside the dumpster, never moving, holding the fixed, empty look he once shot hopelessly to the big chump in the sky. he ogles on, loitering in the gloomy corner of life, pondering the lonely endings of the frolicking pixies before him.		bad day attacks a rabbit gazes happily at that orange carrot. rabbit contemplates carrot’s fate, disintegration later at breakfast. jaws mashing, stomach eating at carrot . . . and bam! A tractor crashes irately against rabbit, again and again! maiming magical carcass, stealing a rabbit’s dreams.
the dying star darkness has wrapped around my heart bringing coldness to my soul. those I nourished have trampled me, leaving me to rot in their filth. but your inspiration still flickers deep within me. one day, I will bloom again.

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