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Wednesday, November 24, 2004

So much for a youth to steal her sixth and tenth but different appeal. Birds and songs have never conquered much a youth so fair; and I am in love. Young sweet lips--oh what a gift! What greater things can a man recieve. I closed my eyes to watch her run roses at her feet right below the sun; I... Sign in to see full entry.

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