the old man

June 15, 2009
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He was crippled,but not cracked he was week but had heart as if he was stronge.
his hair was as gray as the as the morning fog,and his skin was as pale as the white gost, and as cold as an ice storm.he had eyes as blue as the ocean bed, soft and mellow, and his heart was so loveable it was like a locket without a key.

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