Lesa's heartworms: Quicksand

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Saturday, September 8, 2007

Quicksand

In quicksand you get swallowed up I see it right away. I must admitt and point it out so in the light you'll stay! If you can't speak? Then only you will know the depths you lay. Swimming and playing in what would kill most of us. But somehow you come through everytime. Quicksand, your choice of... Sign in to see full entry.

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