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Four - The Tangles and Fray
An unexpected gust landed Piece in the Tangles and Fray
Cyclones despaired and twisted, cutting through the landscape,
Painting … and then erasing … solutions to his sadness.
Our hero was without words.
The Red Girl (now with a face of blue) produced a bird from her Bag of Flutters,
A blue bird of restful tones
It held him, and rocked him to sleep.
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