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Taste
unknown

Like, my elbow itches. And I go hard.
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Craving something I can’t explain
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My brain itches, too,
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and something goes hard
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twice.
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Graveyards and dreams
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about cats and mice—
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Katy
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srambling to find a path.
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Facing the wrathe of the liche king.
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22 Jan 18


(define the words in this poem)



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I like this,,,liche king?
 — larrylark

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