To smile.: The reason

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Sunday, May 31, 2009

The reason

The reason She said why when she was only five years old. Why is it that we always need to know new things when what we have is pure enough. Why do we always sit in the baking sun waiting for the cooling rain then curse it when it comes. Why do we clean the car then drive through the mud. She asked... Sign in to see full entry.

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