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January 5th, 2003, 01:40 AM
#1
Inactive Member
She was elusive.
She was today.
She was tomorrow.
She was the faintest scent of a cactus flower, the flitting shadow of an elf owl.
We did not know what to make of her.
In our minds we tried to pin her to coarkboard like a butterfly, but the pin merely went through and she flew away.
Makes you wonder~ [img]graemlins/heart.gif[/img]
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January 5th, 2003, 02:33 AM
#2
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me thinks it was the "pinning" part that made her go...
but then- i know not...except that hugs should not be so bold as to become restaints...
blah-blah...suddup dave
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January 5th, 2003, 02:54 AM
#3
Inactive Member
No. But I bet it would be wonderful to.
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January 5th, 2003, 05:09 AM
#4
Inactive Member
~we are all that elusive ................ butterfly....
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January 5th, 2003, 11:52 PM
#5
Inactive Member
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January 7th, 2003, 10:46 PM
#6
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January 8th, 2003, 12:46 AM
#7
HB Forum Owner
Do we ever REALLY know anybody?
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