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That bleak summer day I stood outside the school just staring at my future; cautioning myself into that which was about to become mine, my life, my story, my confidant was cons - Unforgettabl
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I trace the outline of my face and just feel the happiness slide of as if waves from a ever flowing fountain. - Your Touch at storywrite
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on A Dog After Love by Yehuda Amichai, on January 10, 2004Wow, anger?
