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She gracefully walks. A disciplined bearing, she floats across the square. sublimity in sneakers glides into my presence. her face delights in her smile. her eyes hold me. An elegant neck half-turned their ally. eyes shining, ears peaking through hair softer than a night in Wales on the Irish Sea. if I told her every day for a year, would she know I'm at her feet?

Bankrupt_Word_Clerk 26-Jun-05/1:29 PM
No, but i've been to Ireland, and my brother's name is James, and my best friend's mother's name is Joyce.




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