I've Lost My Jack of Hearts
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I saw it last on Sunday evening. It was half stuck up inside itself, it's torn edged tail flickering in the shape of a grin. It likes to think it's a bit of a soul wanderer, a daydreamer of sort, like a flower that grew down but choose to gaze up, but it’s really just a small piece of a laminated house of cards. If you see a 3in by 4in paper card wrinkled at the corners, possibly stealing a little broken wind-up music box from a rundown 7-11 trash bin, or if you see a piece of paper ranting at the little devil it just drew in a fogged window pane, please return it to the castle atop Bowery Lane.
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