There are many moons,
Between what we want and need.
Knowledge, transform pain.
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well i see you still have the love of writing you always had. A survival backpacking trip??? WOW…you didnt cry and dream of me did you? Miss you man call me or write whatever. it would be nice to hear from you
October 4th, 2006 at 6:52 pm
well i see you still have the love of writing you always had. A survival backpacking trip??? WOW…you didnt cry and dream of me did you? Miss you man call me or write whatever. it would be nice to hear from you