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A man with a pipe, rocking in his chair
Wind blowing leaves, into his hair…
"Oh, I sense a storm, something out of the norm"
The cold air holds a scent of death,
You can taste it with each and every breath…
"Smells like burning worms, makes my stomach churn."
Buzzards in the trees, waiting for a corpse,
The old man watches from the safety of his porch