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I was studying the pattern of a tile mosaic once. I couldn't tell you how many colors there were. Or shades of colors. Or how many there were. Each tile a little frame occupying it's own space. No competition or noise. Just being part of the whole.
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17-Dec-02/3:54 PM
She will not lick my wounds. Maybe she will lick yours.
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