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:: Wednesday, August 23, 2006 ::
August 23, 2006
It may be August by it smells of April Lukewarm April sun And April breeze that carries with it the promise of new tomorrows
Though it be August my skin savors the slight jolting breeze telling of a spring of Roses And a rain that drizzles rainbows.
:: Alina 11:46 PM
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