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2d
there will be starvation
ninety mile an hour winds
garden stripped and ravaged

the eight sentinels, Sycamores
ragged and torn

all the red Fuchia flowers
gone

hardly any Bee food
left

there will be starvation
this winter.
Written by
nivek
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       The Wilted Witch, guy scutellaro, Agnes de Lods, Abbott J Hardison and Dani Just Dani
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