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Apr 12, 2006 00:03
Despondency: An Ode
by Robert Burns
Oppress'd with grief, oppress'd with care (
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ex_chose
April 12 2006, 08:29:41 UTC
can I offer Hugs?
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aceofkittens
April 13 2006, 13:47:50 UTC
Thanks! Icon love!
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Group Hug!
cheesehead1701
April 12 2006, 10:48:35 UTC
HEY! Whose hand was that?
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aceofkittens
April 13 2006, 13:48:07 UTC
Stop grabbing my buttocks!
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fairyarmadillo
April 12 2006, 14:59:09 UTC
Have you signed up for the baaaaaby animals community? I think you should. It will make you happy!
Looooooooves to the Irina.
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saladbar
April 12 2006, 15:10:08 UTC
cuteoverload
is great too.
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aceofkittens
April 13 2006, 13:48:45 UTC
I look at it sometimes. And cute overload and the panda cam! :) {snuggles}
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saladbar
April 12 2006, 15:10:37 UTC
Yea, I'm there with you these days. I'm thinking of an LJ break for a few days too.
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aceofkittens
April 13 2006, 13:49:14 UTC
Let's hole up somewhere with a big bottle of Absolut.
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saladbar
April 13 2006, 13:54:47 UTC
with the color of rubies.
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Big **hugs** to you
aerinys
April 12 2006, 15:39:04 UTC
Bright be the place of thy soul!
No lovelier spirit than thine
E're burst from its mortal control
In the orbs of the blessed to shine.
On earth thou wert all but divine,
As thy soul shall immortally be;
And our sorrow may cease to repine,
When we know that God is with thee.
Light be the turf of thy tomb!
May its verdure like emeralds be:
There should not be the shadow of gloom
In aught that reminds us of thee.
Young flowers and an evergreen tree
May spring from the spot of thy rest:
But nor cypress nor yew let us see;
For why should we mourn for the blest?
-Lord Byron
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aceofkittens
April 13 2006, 13:56:03 UTC
Thank you.
To me, fair friend, you never can be old;
For as you were when first your eye I eyed,
Such seems your beauty still.
Sonnet XV, W. Shakespeare.
Happy birthday! :) ♥ ♥ ♥
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No lovelier spirit than thine
E're burst from its mortal control
In the orbs of the blessed to shine.
On earth thou wert all but divine,
As thy soul shall immortally be;
And our sorrow may cease to repine,
When we know that God is with thee.
Light be the turf of thy tomb!
May its verdure like emeralds be:
There should not be the shadow of gloom
In aught that reminds us of thee.
Young flowers and an evergreen tree
May spring from the spot of thy rest:
But nor cypress nor yew let us see;
For why should we mourn for the blest?
-Lord Byron
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To me, fair friend, you never can be old;
For as you were when first your eye I eyed,
Such seems your beauty still.
Sonnet XV, W. Shakespeare.
Happy birthday! :) ♥ ♥ ♥
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