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they lie there helpless, some
coiled up some stretched out
and raindrops plop down upon them
some wriggle and try to reach grass
many are still. suffering. silent
a worm can’t scream

and
instead of the fresh rainwater
i smell dying worms
drowning in
raindrops and
tears

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