A Fragile Thought: Twisted Ditty

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Wednesday, December 14, 2005

Twisted Ditty

Dripping down a lonely tear swift and yet so slow the pain I felt is gone for now though it will always show A sunset in the woods behind no owl or bat I see the leaves - they crumble to the ground the muskrat's fur is free But three blind mice were born that day and three blind mice they died the... Sign in to see full entry.

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