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They all asked me what we were.

What am I suppose to say? I can't seem to find the answers anywhere, in any place. I am awake and waiting, but I am not walking or talking.

I know one day I will meet you. Love.

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Posted by martha lung on Tuesday, October 24, 2006 at 2:58 PM |

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