October 5, 2009
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I am the living dead,
Sometimes I can walk without my head.

You can hear me when I’m near,
I groan as load as a steer.

If you see me I advise you run,
But I will never come into the sun.

I feel no pain and no feeling,
I can be short as a stump or tall to the ceiling.

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