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| He sent her into the dark night with death upon her wheels, Out of the dusky fog a creature did appear. It sent her flying up and down a hill. Now she buried, dead and gone Under the green grass and moss Covered stone, Had he held her close and loved her more Death would not have came knocking at her door! by: christie Copyright © 1996, 1997, 1998, 1999, 2000 By Christie S. All rights reserved. |
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