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May 28, 2004 17:59

The umbrella she holds protects her, it creates her own cocoon, her sanctuary in the midst of the noise and the confusion. Outside of it, it is noisy and hectic, and cars zoom by and horns honk and water splashes positively everywhere, but she is grateful. Grateful because this ruckus and havoc covers the whispers and the pitter-patter of the rain ( Read more... )

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Ninad the noodle here anonymous May 29 2004, 00:09:06 UTC
Yo Kai..........I love the LJ icon, the HP one!

You is the izzle fo' shizzle....did you know sheeps have pizzles?

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