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| In the darkness, Rabbit felt alone. |
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| In the darkness, the Bones needed something. |
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| Sitting in her quiet, Rabbit imagined a flower. |
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| She danced and sang to the flower. |
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| The Bones heard the song and felt the dancing. |
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| Sacred, Rabbit offered the flower to the Bones |
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| The Bones felt a song begin for the gift. |
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| Rabbit didn't feel sacred anymore. She heard the song as well. |
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| Neither felt alone... |
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| anymore. |
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