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Withering
Witch-willows fade in Winter's bonds, when wisdom warns the roots to store last Summer's windfall deep down in the pond, where sing the windpipes whittled from the hollow reeds the widow cut from cattails with her hands, her wicker quickly whisked from slender whips, wild whimsy fashioned from their wilted wands. Kåre Enga catalogue number: [162.572] 25 november 2005 Note: This pleiades won First Prize in prompt portion of
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