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Sep 21, 2007 12:31

The night settles down in the water. The feathers of sun gather in. The trees wave their ways to the morning. The birds think about what they'll sing ( Read more... )

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grammarfight November 16 2007, 14:03:48 UTC
I found your journal through intaglio and I would very much like to add you. Would you mind? I enjoy reading you.

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transcribe November 17 2007, 02:47:40 UTC
Thank you.
Feel free, though I caution: I seem to be encountering a period of being not-very-interesting at all. I usually come around after a few months...

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grammarfight November 17 2007, 15:03:27 UTC
Your caveat is noted; I'm glad for your past interestingness, eager for the interestingness of the future, and not noticing any lack of being-interesting now. Thanks for letting me add you.

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