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Sure that star can twinkle. From one point in the cosmos I trace your name until it reaches my lips, until it spirals out of my mind and into the eavesdropping star drooping night until I am guilty again for beginning to be loving of the way you smile. I try not to think of you when I look up at beauty. But I should at least get points for not comparing you to the aurora borealis. . How Rude! - Wednesday, Sept. 22, 2004 - 12:16 PM One small step but no giant leap. - Tuesday, Sept. 30, 2003 - 11:17 AM Where's George? - Thursday, Sept. 25, 2003 - 12:48 PM |
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