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Feb 15, 2006 21:15

somehow i thought that this time when i approahed him it would be magicly different. I had an idea that helping hands would come down harder than golfball sized hail in a texas hail storm.
bells, of course were not heard. meanwhile, i lay bricks that will make my foundation. i am not making a room for him.

fin.
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