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Post by Rhonda on Jan 19, 2006 22:49:45 GMT -5
[glow=red,2,300]" Normal day, let me be aware of the treasure you are... Let me not pass you by in quest of some rare and perfect tomorrow. One day I shall dig my nails into the earth, or bury my face in my pillow, or stretch myself taught, or raise my hands to the sky and want, more than all the world, your return. "
Mary Jean Iron[/glow]
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