Superhero

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Inside my mind.

Submitted: July 22, 2015

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My century has fallen without the pastry cabinet opening at all,

and the yellow superhero calls, no wolves inside the potatoe sack.

We've positioned three infants alongside three blue martians, two

new wardons, true crew captains. The math class has ended, bells

broken, history departed with the face of the map, stained memories

inside my cap. Sometimes it's easy catching the bad guy, especially

when he's hiding in the corner, we can hear the cries. Ready to trot

away but conscience beating the belt from around his waist, and

Rodney Atkins from my kindergarten days loves eating paste. If you

had a better day today, the pay was great then dry.

Deep in the oasis of the child a superhero comes alive. 


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