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Post by shana on Nov 3, 2006 1:22:25 GMT -5
A cottage lies far into route one. From the door you can hear weeping, a male weeping. He sings the same song daily, though quietly so it is barely audible.
A lost friend flying across the wind Once born of darkness, still hates the light Quivering wings, a hidden wonder She has left me, perhaps forever.
Interpret this riddle however you consider it. Should you solve the riddle, and find a pokemon of the species he describes and give it to him, he will trade you a shiny pidgey.
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