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Jan 22, 2006 11:32

i do not know what it is about you that closes
and opens; only something in me understands
the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses
nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands

e.e.cummings

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kwakhed January 22 2006, 21:37:08 UTC
*smile*

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