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She took to herself;
the clock hand at the twelfth.
In the red velvet chair
Only the fire shall stare.
Her dreary appearance
would never pass clearance.
For she sat there to drone,
Bidden to grow old and alone.

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Giggles15This teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Feb. 11 at 12:11 pm:
I like this, it seems to have a very deep meaning.
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