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by Patrick S.
Vermont, WETK
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Page 16
It kept on for many more days, until it came to some very familiar woods. The Dust Bunny bumped into the back door of a familiar hut. All the dust fell away and a very tired grey bunny hopped into the house and fell asleep under the couch.
THE END
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