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Underneath, She Was All Heart
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
The lights on my tree, I wish you could see
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Metrophobic...or xenophobic?
The lights on my tree, I wish you could see
It takes patience and fear and despair...to change.
You know it's cold when...
See below for clever quote
This city
Happiness is...
Mais...c'est bon pour le coeur.
I sold your soul to the devil.
To provide an honorarium to anyone with the code: ...
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