Sunday, September 5, 2010

The Craft Of Paper Snowflakes Comments

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I share my lunch with Alma:
I follow her, and finally sit down with her anywhere:
Sometimes she says she loves me,
And sometimes she isn’t sure, but her beauty reminds me
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