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Submitted:May 31, 2007    Reads: 119    Comments: 2    Likes: 0   


THE shadow shifted through the grass still incased with a layer of dew.

THE truth of the night still hung in the air by a thread.

THE rising sun slicied through the hanging thread.

THE shadow creeped towards the small gathering of friends.....and....The wolf ate all the piggies.





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