Old Goody is now done . . .
My apologies and thanks to Dylan Thomas for the borrowing of parts of his lovely poem.
NIce writing with you all!
~ U
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Young she was and yet not so. The braids of her dark hair were touched by no frost, her white arms and clear face were flawless and smooth, and the light of stars was in her bright eyes, grey as a cloudless night . . .
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