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Title
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lost_again
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Saturday, 1st March 2008 @ 12:34:26 PM in AEST
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Lost paths, forgotten dreams we tend to lose our spot. Chasing rainbows holding out our hands lost to thought once more. Believe in the one word the feeling that carries us along given a title it would be love giving way to heart felt song. We sift through rubble gather daisies along the path, the path of long ago and forgotten dreams. Pressed inside a book we find it again the flower that held our hearts.
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Re: Title
(User Rating: 1 ) by little_genna on
Saturday, 1st March 2008 @ 12:53:44 PM AEST (User
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this was sweet and short. i liked it... gives off the feeling of all that once was... thank you for sharing |
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