February 2012
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Once more into the fray, into the last good fight I’ll ever know. Live and die on this day… Live and die on this day.
and
“If only, if only,” the woodpecker sighs, “the bark on the trees was as soft as the skies!”
As the wolf waits below, hungry and lonely. He cries to the moon, “If only! If only!”
