A run-run Farmer in the Dell (Part 11)

In a yellowed sack, sad sat laying in the corner

A corridor looked down upon it and left inside were the shadows of nightmares

Merely shades of truer selves in other realities, left within the third story janitor’s closet of The Academy of Nice Jeans Incorporated.

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