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GAGAMBOY

(V)elvet were the skies when in november rained. (H)owling was the gustling of the wind before the winter solstice came. (O)ver the mountain tops trees started to sway. (N)eatly stretched branches dancing like children at play. (G)reeting the heavens and waving at the sun and its melodious rays. (N)ot far from the lake side stood a shack. (A) spider weaving web of threads so elastic, lives on the back. (V)aguely watching the world as it revolves and as it slowly cracks. (A) ghostly whisper was heard in a nearby brush. (R)elentless as it echoes repeatedly through a green woodland lush. (R)ight about the country side a bond was made. (O)ne sacred union between a lumber jack and a lovely southern maid.
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sherovin
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Oct 19, 2018
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