Tuesday, March 4, 2014

Blood On The Wheel Comments

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Bless her dear little heart!' said my mate, and he pointed out to me,
Fifty yards to the right, in the darkness, a light burning steady and clear.
'That's her signal in answer to me, when I whistle, to let me see
She is at her place by the window the time I am passing here.'
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