For a meadow finely preserved
Thus a gift it deserved
A symbol of someone being loved
And friendship was that love
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A fine day that was.
"We have got our first mission."
"I will divide the work for all of you," said Chelinka.
"Alright."
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More fine days those were.
"We have got our next mission."
"I will divide the work for all of you," said Chelinka.
"Alright."
She added, "Would you submit it to me before the appointed day? I will wrap these up for all of you."
They nodded. "But of course. Thank you."
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True never had I said it before
For I was the kind of person
Who couldn't stop loving once I started
YOU ARE READING
Archaic
De TodoA tale of the fleeting past. A tale for the sake of the fleeting, fleeting past.
