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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla 
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Say what You say our love was born, Back on a summer morn, Inside a small cafe, We spent that first day. And there I spoke your name, A sound that struck a flame, Inside your beating heart, And that the very start? I can see the small cafe, And can feel that summer day, But I feel our love was born Only after I had sworn. That you and only you, Would be my love in true. That I would forever stay And never ever stray. Now let us both be real Was not that the oatmeal? |
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Nan
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-20
Posts 21191Cape Cod Massachusetts USA |
Well, Sy - Oatmeal does stick to your ribs, they say....  |
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Justbleu Member Elite
since 1999-08-31
Posts 3329Oregon, Originally From Alaska :) |
Sy....I very much enjoyed!!!! Bridgette  "Somewhere, somehow, it should be possible to touch someone and never let go again. To hold someone, not for a moment but forever." Unknown |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Now just look how empty the blue walls were the day you penned this one... but I'll bet this will garner a lot of attention now that it's twinkling bright! |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
I see Sunshines been digging up old treasure chests...and I know someone who is a fan of oatmeal who I'll let know this is here  |
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hoot_owl_rn Member Patricius
since 1999-07-05
Posts 10750Glen Hope, PA USA |
JM sent this gem to me, and I do happen to be a fan of oatmeal, but only after it's congealed |
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