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Jun 10, 2005 21:47

Tiger Tiger, burning brightly in the forest of the night what immortal hand of eye dare could frame thy perfect semetry
In what distant deeps or skies burt the fire of thine eyes On wings dare he aspire what the hand dare sieze the fire
What the hammer What the chain in what furnice was thy brain what the anvil what dreads grasp dare it's deadly terrors clasp When the stars threw down their spears and watered heaven with their tears did he smile his work to see did he who made tha lamb make thee? - begining of our grad. song be excited!!!

Well i must sleep for the barmitzah is tommorow and mutter decieded to travel all in one day exashting jee and i need to call my dearest cha cha

loves
mollie
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