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Daily Archives: July 6, 2013
Scarecrow
A scarecrow standing silent in a fallow field. A shed collapsing under creeping growth, a rusting visor over its empty eyes. The fence pulled down by persistent vines, despite its rotting rubber rails. Let’s come back tonight.
Life with John 