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R@ndumb

The wind blows, the leaves fall, the time comes to leave it all
Withered faces duck and crawl, the revelers avoid the wall
Shadow creatures hide their features
Black and blue know not what to do
The trolls can have their cake and eat it too
as well and also led astray in monkey hands with our Faye Raye
the keys are just the means to end r@ndumb thoughts to you I send
Will it break the dreadful drought or joyful hearts carols ring out
Now retire for day's at end and sleepy thought to you I'll send
Cuddle up and share the warmth, forget the rhyme you silly Sharmth
 heeheehee

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