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RIBBON ON THE GATE
 

Where had she gone?
Nobody knew...
But gone she was,
I know it's true.
All was left of her there
A red ribbon, tied to the gate,
Entwined...
A lock of long, dark hair.

~Kayte~
3/19/07

By UntanglynMyMind

© 2007 UntanglynMyMind (All rights reserved)

 

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