Sometimes I park my car down by the cathedral, where floodlights point up at the steeples.
Choir practice is filling up with people. I hear the sound escaping as an echo.
Sloping off the ceiling at an angle. When voices blend they sound like angels.
I hope there is still some room left in the middle.
But when I lift my voice up now to reach them. The
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some hot chick must have taken it.
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-Jack Kerouac
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you always manage to make me smile )
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im not sure how i found this. i was looking at my friends, then i remembered erin had one, and then it just went from there.
enough randomness.
iloveyouuuu
-Mary
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ill talk to kathy about you coming down, im sure she wants to see you as much as me and erin do... how are things????
when do you leave for the mountain??
call me?
205-799-4164
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ill be your friend
but i have no friends list... :)
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