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Gabrielmakeshiftly stuck on a crooked paleplaced in the cornfield ´round devil-hill the wind plays with hair made of leaves man of straw insects crawling deep inside his head his face, protected by the brim of a hat a silhouette like Christ, nailed to the cross man of straw are you alive? old Gabriel, the lonely one some people said, he had a soul he moved, I swear I´m not a paranoid what can I hear in the early light wind in the trees or the air he breathes? man of straw last time I saw him was all hallows eve reduced to ashes in the darkest night they say, old Gabriel left devil-hill on his own alive old Gabriel, I do believe he learned to walk, he read my thoughts |