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I threw a dart which had
attached an ultimatum.
Three days in all, and
not an hour more.
But when the sun had set
a revelation dawned,
the crucial answer was,
dear friend in need,
just blowing in the wind.
Herbert Nehrlich
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Scarlett Treat (5/15/2006 7:03:00 AM)
Aye, sometimes there Just are No Answers to our ultimatums, no matter how forcefully we give theml! |
Goldy Locks (5/15/2006 4:23:00 AM)
where did you throw the dart, H? at the stars? |
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