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A Claw From A Cloud
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The Prompt Pit A Claw From A Cloud
The sins of her father soak her clothes,
Freeze her blood and crack her bones.
Vapid she sings and evil she grows,
Cruel to a limit that nobody knows.
A claw from the sky reaches down to her bed,
Snatches her body and turns her head.
The shadows that face her grow darker still,
Brooding and snarling but waiting until,
She loses the need to stare at the clouds,
Teasing ideas that they cannot allow.
They wait, but the girl still grabs at the sky,
So they order the Sun to dazzle her blind.
