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Feb 22, 2005 19:44

Slowly, she takes her hand from her cheek, the tears breaking his marble skin like a twig breaking the surface of a lake. Her lips part, allowing the solom breath to escape her lungs. For years, she has had this dream, the fantasy of being held, of beng envoloped-of being human. Yet, every time she tries, a barrier is created to prevent all passage ( Read more... )

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molson504x February 23 2005, 01:44:50 UTC
very nice!

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tamtaro123 February 23 2005, 18:44:51 UTC
It sounds good so far

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