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Jumble

By Sarah Gilley   

I reason with the reaper.
I throw away pennies to be cheaper.
I ink myself in inflicted design.
I steal away from what was mine.
I melt my thoughts on top of lightbulbs.
Dissolving substance, I evolve.
Flushing friends, I don't involve.
I do not do well to rule.
I sell my soul to be Grim's fool.

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