http://slow.writerscafe.org/ilyalways101 The original writings of author T. Jay Keigh en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776091101 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 There once was a little gray mouse that lived under a stone bridge. It was a wonderfully made bridge with stones that reflected the sun’s rays and threw iridescent colors that dazzled many who saw it. 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