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THE PIPER

Aug 6
1 min read

In blood he sings,

strumming strings

like veins on wrists,

humming melodies

your heart can't resist.


From the gutter up he creeps,

preaching sweet madness,

little whispers, little seeds

you bury deep

inside your dreams.


Sneak a peek,

blink once and shriek.

Follow him down below,

and he'll show you

where all secrets go.


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