Sunday, November 30, 2014

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Once I was a raven slacking, when I thought that I'd go thwacking,
Beholden to a long-forgotten promise I could not ignore.
Soon I heard a distant mumbling of somebody softly grumbling
That someone outside was tumbling, tumbling on his treacherous door.
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Sonya Annita Song
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