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Sep 07, 2006 00:30


Walking backwards in time
Down dirty streets, on weak legs.
No sense of direction, grasping for the hand of security.
Why be afraid of the world outside your shell?

The scent of lavender and indecisive minds.
A breakable heart worn on your sleeve.
Exposed in the crowd of voices chattering hateful words
People are talking, always about you.

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shannon_may September 7 2006, 11:44:43 UTC
Kandace!

I'm in the city now like all the time so we should hang out some day after I get out of school!!!

My new cell phone number is 237-8050, so call me sometime!!

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takeoffurjacket September 8 2006, 18:20:43 UTC
Shannon!

Definitely...i work full time so its hard to do stuff but im sure we can work something out.

I will give you a call, or you can give me one first 425-1970.

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