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29 february 2016

29 february 2016, monday ( Dung of the Rocking-Horse )

It’s the day that floats, the day that hangs in space for four years.  As rare as the dung of the rocking-horse, it’s the day that time forgot.  Oh rarest of days, when you come back I’ll be old.  Did a lifetime leap the years?  Old Kronos, can I hear you laughing as you whirl the wheels of Time? 

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