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A Bright Clearing I AM.
There are worn-out circular paths around that bush. I can't help it... venturing off has always been my nature.
Sunday, July 29, 2007
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What I hate about being sad is when it starts looking very much like a soap opera.
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Shirley.
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Poor Old Cup.
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The Circus Came To My Village.
Making Like My Ate.
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