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| it seems to have fallen or been pushed over by some kind of animal. |
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| looking a little slimy or wet |
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| looks like something has been nibbling the skin, a worm, a mouse, a bird? |
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| more has been eaten |
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| ... and more, also the beginnings of mold |
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| a lot more mold |
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| not sure if this has been eaten or is just decaying. |
Pumpkin jar, oh pumpkin jar
I whispered words inside.
I parted lips
and breathed a breath
and let you sing a death.
The words they twist
and nature sits.
A worm a hole, a little nibble.
furry like a hobbits chest.
your skin it groans
as mold it grows.
The wax does stretch
your furry breath.
Furry jar oh furry jar
do words decay in you?
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