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Sep 03, 2006 17:35

Huge black clouds are moving up from behind the trees, they come up so suddenly that I laugh, they are like puppets, and everything is swirling toward me and there is a long low peal of thunder. I am suddenly aware of myself standing thin and upright in a Meadow where everything has flattened itself down and so I lie down hoping to be unnoticed by ( Read more... )

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fathmless September 12 2006, 17:08:40 UTC
I miss my Tara.

That is all.

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sarahruth September 17 2006, 07:02:00 UTC
I dig KT Tunstall.

... I realize many others do. But I saw her live before she was big.

... so there. Y-yeah. See? I'm cool. Right!

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