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Don't Tell Me...I've Heard It

Invisible feathers, fluttered in the breeze. 

For a Valkyries wing, had clipped my heart.

Death warmed his hands, 

While fate closed the door, 

and a field mouse, ran to tell the Spartans.

Who'd heard it.......

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