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May 12, 2005 14:21

"...Every so often, afternoon light shines though our curtains and penetrates your eyes. I can see sunflowers spinning in your pupils and in the softest voice, heaven is calling your name."

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shoutwithsharks August 3 2005, 05:41:02 UTC
hi

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