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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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