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Jun 21, 2007 10:23

like a breathe of fresh air. come rushing back to life.
"forgot myself for a moment there"
like a silhouette stepping out from behind the shadows
warm sunny days
roads less travelled to one
a whole life to another
coming together like dancing butterflies
flowing from the fingertips of every passing cloud
the shadows will always exist but so will the sun and the sky.
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