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connect the dots - Threshold
...she walked in through the out door.
11:16 am
March 31st, 2011
dalaruan
connect the dots
And so it was that later
As the miller told his tale,
That her face, at first just ghostly,
Turned a whiter shade of pale.
Keith Reid,
A Whiter Shade of Pale
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