I'll be your scarecrow
Our lips can touch
Something that is
Unknown
Forbidden
Joyous
Mentor's touch
Whispered prayer
Kept silent, still,
In what mind
Might be left

I'll be your scarecrow
Our lips can touch
Something that is
Unknown
Forbidden
Joyous
Mentor's touch
Whispered prayer
Kept silent, still,
In what mind
Might be left
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