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Beyond the horizon…
She was big and very, very ugly…
One day as she was sitting…
But it was not to be as simple…
Creolé looked and looked…
Large oily tears rolled down…
Creolé looked down at the little…
For the longest of times…
Creolé carefully hid behind…
Now the other creatures of the…
Everything would have been fine…
Without hesitation the little…
The swamp folk crept from their…
Never judge a book…
I had and have a dear friend…
