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The Pied Piper lives in the woods by my house. I can hear his pan flute luring children into the brook, while the birds screech a warning in a language no one speaks.

He's a terrible, vengeful man, I know. Still -- I kind of secretly wish that I had the guts to go down there and see him.



	The Pied Piper lives in the woods by my house. I can hear his pan flute luring children into the brook, while the birds screech a warning in a language no one speaks. He's a terrible, vengeful man, I know. Still -- I kind of secretly wish that I had the guts to go down there and see him.

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