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/sword in the way by the well it is said she will rise from the blue and it is true ...chilly mossy air petticoats and nighties little torch and walloping gumboots pig tails and bandaids the little girl went running the rust of the bucket   the shadows cast by the hidden moon a bolt of lightning in a far away tree        scare her a little but she goes on ..at the well she points and whispers and there is the ghost-ish-thing with its sad sad eyes it tells the girl of the slashes and deaths the swords   and the wars have caused in its time and it tells the girl to stop the wars from happening again and again ...the little girl often visits the ghost    she is not frightened as the ghost has never sought to harm her instead she listens, and learns     the ghost is her teacher
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Apr 26, 2013
Apr 26, 2013 at 5:54 AM UTC
/sword
/sword in the way by the well it is said she will rise from the blue and it is true ...chilly mossy air petticoats and nighties little torch and walloping gumboots pig tails and bandaids the little girl went running the rust of the bucket   the shadows cast by the hidden moon a bolt of lightning in a far away tree        scare her a little but she goes on ..at the well she points and whispers and there is the ghost-ish-thing with its sad sad eyes it tells the girl of the slashes and deaths the swords   and the wars have caused in its time and it tells the girl to stop the wars from happening again and again ...the little girl often visits the ghost    she is not frightened as the ghost has never sought to harm her instead she listens, and learns     the ghost is her teacher
........or was it just a dream?
greenwoods
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Apr 26, 2013
Apr 26, 2013 at 5:54 AM UTC
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