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I once knew a boy, without guile and innocent. We milked the cow and goats together, and as we worked, we made up stories of the secret life of the cow, and how she was a sort of super hero, a bovine 007, world traveler, when we weren't watching her. Then one day, the boy disappeared. Perhaps, some synapse short circuited, or some unspoken incident. Some one else was in his place. Abducted, possessed? I never saw the boy again.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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Date: 2/18/2010 11:16:00 AM
i really enjoyed this read im sure every one loves the bovine 007 it was funny and yet suspensfull and a lil sad at the end all elements of a great write and this was thanksfor the good read! =)Jo
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