Monday, August 7, 2017

9815. WITHER AND DIE

WITHER AND DIE
I went to Wither and Die, the streets,
at the corner where they meet. Everything
there was locked up solid and all the stores
were gone. Not a soul around. I couldn't 
find a thing to say, nor anyone to not
say it to. Isn't that curious? 
Would you come too?

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