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I can paint you an oil canvas painting with the prettiest field of wheat grass...where we can run forever and never tire out...and we can fly...up into the clouds
and run the clouds into our lungs as we fly higher and higher...it feels like...

...a blanket when you cover your head to ward off the boogeyman...you dont know if it will work, but somehow, it always does...it sounds like...

...the most beautiful peice of music that cant express the weakness my head feels every day from day dreams of you...

the love from one swan to another is said to be eternal...like ours...

...Estelle...



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On Tuesday March 29th, 2005, ElegantKiss (399) writes:
.. *sigh*.. Did you know that I absolutely adore you?


On Tuesday March 29th, 2005, SluG (55) writes:
I honestly want to hug you, you make me feel like I do sooo good with my poetry, not bad for a 17 yr. old kid huh? lol ~S.


On Monday March 28th, 2005, Sin (1622) writes:
wow...this was lovely...so tender and touching


On Friday January 26th, 2007, Sin (1622) writes:
this still makes me sigh and smile..i cant believe this doesnt have more comments



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