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Wherein we are outfoxed.
Mind the barbed wire on our inbox: [email protected]
Sound the horn on our Facebook page (Ghost Writers, Anonymous).
Wherein we’ve only got 100 years to live.
Chisel into our inbox: [email protected]
Divd into our Facebook page (Ghost Writers, Anonymous).
Wherein me meet a friend over the wall.
Discover our inbox: [email protected]
Fly over to our Facebook page (Ghost Writers, Anonymous).
Wherein we chip away at an ill omen.
Deliver magic to: [email protected]
Ride the winds to our Facebook page (Ghost Writers, Anonymous).
Wherein hope floats.
Surface a missive: [email protected]
Borrow an axe from our neighborhood Facebook page (Ghost Writers, Anonymous).
Wherein we are allotted 48 hours to die.
Send us an angel: [email protected]
Open the door to our Facebook page (Ghost Writers, Anonymous).
Wherein we share company.
Place a note, cleanly, into our inbox: [email protected]
Peruse our booth on Facebook (Ghost Writers, Anonymous).
Wherein we cannot believe our eyes.
Inspect our rose bushes: [email protected]
Embroider our Facebook page (Ghost Writers, Anonymous).
Wherein the die is cast.
Bet on our inbox: [email protected]
Take a chance on our Facebook page (Ghost Writers, Anonymous).
Wherein we are tempted by petty theft.
Express deliver a letter: [email protected]
Open our locker on Facebook (Ghost Writers, Anonymous).
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