MAGICAL coins,
midnight ink,
a empty theater,
and a black board
thats spells saint.
FORTUNE tellers,
roulette wheels,
bed bugs with a
telegram, and a ghost,
that keeps you up
all night.
MAGICAL coins,
midnight ink,
and a shadow that
goes away, as the sun
takes flight.
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Intriguing work, love the imagery. Thank you for sharing this.