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Sunday, July 29, 2007 4:32 PM

we'll play till the cows come home.
(tt's the G chord by the way :D )

im still trying to figure out what happened this morning.
the rain, the wind and all those empty cabs
there must be more than just that.
tell me if you will.


I love you for who you are.
amelia
ameliakoh91@gmail.com

Those words are still ringing in my head



I would always remember you for who you are.
annette
aubrey
jed
joyce
mellissa
puiwah
shandy
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