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trots down my hall seeking her particular friends: black & white Ruth, silver Shadow only to end up playing all by herself batting the noisy jingle ball, helter-skelter across an infinitely checkered floor © 2013 by Beth Stevens |
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trots down my hall seeking her particular friends: black & white Ruth, silver Shadow only to end up playing all by herself batting the noisy jingle ball, helter-skelter across an infinitely checkered floor © 2013 by Beth Stevens |