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Pinocchio Nose

Someone in a donut hole
Can’t hear a noisy tale

Pinocchio Nose  is growing gradually
Above the clouds in the sky

The tip of his nose reached freezing space
Or violent heat evaporates all at once

Darkness is too dark
Brightness is too bright

No one can see anything there
Anyone can be blinded forever
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Dietrich Avatar
March 2, 2017 at 7:21 PM
I like this. I have someone in my mind who this could be talking about!!
Jarvis Avatar
March 3, 2017 at 2:55 AM
So do I. Thank you!
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