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A Single Strand of Yarn

She looked up at the sky
Clouds the color of smokey grey
She looked at her skin
Noticing that shes fading away

She called out to some strangers
Who were passing by
But they ignored her
And she didn't know why

Now she's really getting scared
Because the wind was blowing hard
She looked off to her right and saw that her hair was made of yarn

She tried to run but she couldn't
Because her feet blew away in the wind
Then soon went her legs, her arms, and chest too.
What was only left was a strand of Yarn, from the girl that you once knew





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