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lazy, loved ones nesltled away, thru the blinds I can see, purple and gold beads, horses trotting, and the thumps of drums echoe, in the distance, another year, another Mardi Gras, another chance to start 'anew, as the drissling drops wash away, the past, time slowing, with every shower of rain. Sign in to see full entry.