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Here are some photos of Autumn and I for your viewing pleasure. Please send me funny MSPainted-up graffiti versions of these if you are bored. Cordially yours as always in his grip of cheesy sayings, Adam.
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Thursday, December 22, 2005
A breeze floats on snow, summer's failing arm at last. she whispers to clouds and captains that ships are sailing for women's hopes. whipping at the bulwarks, rusting at the canvas, she pushes the wayward son back to his earthly home.
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