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12-15-2003, 02:26 PM
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 |   The whisper of Van Diel
"Do you lift me up... hold me up towards the skies so I can see the moon and the stars high above my head. As you once held me in your arms when I cried and showed me the beauty of life. How the smell of flowers and grass consumes you and takes a hold of your spirit. Its then I know how much I miss the times we had, and you are no longer there to hold me. As my tears dances on my face to let go and be consumed by mother nature, a tear to the spirits for it to grow and give new life. It is so how you hold me now, and that alone keeps me going. No matter how far you might be your allways closer, no matter if your eyes I cannot see I allways see you. And this is when I smile......" - Unknown traveler writes about his mother who was lost in the great war 20 years ago.
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12-17-2003, 01:50 PM
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Guess it wasnt that interesting then 
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