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Brass Goggles
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Brass Goggles
Poet/ Author 👻
Poet/ Author 👻
Poet/ Author 👻
Imagination is the only weapon in the war against reality. -Lewis Carroll
      Crackling and popping, like popcorn but much more sinister. Tapping tiptoes against wooden boards, the group of small children whispered in the dark.Â
      Each with a face that looked like it had seen a battle field. Perhaps they had. Crackle, pop, an eary rattling noise from above, below, and all around. Maybe th...