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Huan Yi Member Ascendant
since 2004-10-12
Posts 6688Waukegan 
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The bridges here are made of wood painted red, white, and sometimes brown. You rarely see more than two or three cars upon the road, which in winter, because of snow, is almost always closed. You sit for hours and feel no need to say a word, watch the clouds. At night the stars fill the entire sky. I still remember what I did when I was young; I no longer bother to wonder why. |
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Member Seraphic
since 2000-01-18
Posts 22676with you |
enjoyed this  kinda makes me remember good times when I was a kid.... |
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DavePage Member Elite
since 2003-12-21
Posts 2917 |
Anyone with reason I often think Would not be a woman Sexist racist call it want you want but too many years paying for a control freak who even now listens to an alarm clock I should switch off But then again The alarm runs down and the owner expects someone else to attend to it Life fails and someone else will attend to it I like your words for their honesty and even after hundreds of years Honesty doesn't seem to matter Dave |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
understanding here nice write |
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Drauntz Member Elite
since 2007-03-16
Posts 2905Los Angeles California |
sigh!! life? |
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