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[gimpjesus]

We are
the living dead,
dragonflies fluttering
everywhere we go.
Shaking hands
with shadows,
sunlight burns
everything
it touches.
Swamp
witch wish
me well.
Darkness
followed us
around,
some folks
called em
demons.
"Everyone
has good
and bad,"
he intoned.
They threw
bones in the
wishing well,
wrapped with
ribbons and
dark dreams.