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The dogs bark at intruders. Which anyone is. The goldfinch sings on the other side of the window. I open the shutters, close them. Is there another side to this wall? I am uninhabited. Come in. ***************** Thank you, Andrew & Kasper. I have credited you both on my post: http://www.sbpoet.com/2007/09/snapshot-26-sep.html -- ~ SB | http://www.sbpoet.com | =^..^=