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She walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies; And all that's best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes: Thus mellow'd to that tender light Which heaven to gaudy day denies.

Tuesday, April 30, 2002

I've been touched by an angel
his hands,I feel still warm on my skin
his lips,sweet promises of what lies ahead
I am lost is a sea of happyness

p.s.-ganja!!......weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.........

posted by Jingles @ 4:56 PM

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