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This poem is in memory of my little mouse Albi, who passed away 23rd September 2012, I'd not had her for very long, and she was quite young so she died to unknown causes.
Poetry | Updated Oct 24, 2012 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0