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Post by promise on Nov 23, 2006 22:55:58 GMT -5
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I stumble tiredly on the shaggy emeralds below. My silver hide glistening with a slick sheet of sweat. My nares breath in labored breaths from running so far. Now, as I walk my dark orbs slide hopfully over the terras hoping to find someone who will love me, some one who will keep me, not like the rest of them....
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