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Wednesday, September 6, 2023

The Shadow Grows Long

 The worst day of his life has descended,
            like the setting sun.

A inconsolable cry from a little girl,
           heartbreaking.

Over what, my child?

Her scoop of ice cream has
          fallen off.

Audacity!

Crying over spilled ice cream.



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