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Yeah, this is a poem i wrote for Marisa on the trolley on the way home Maryfull Anxious to know Right at this moment I (cant read what i wrote on this paper in crayon) Suberb life being Another joyous occasion with Marisa I also started another one... here is what i have so far... I sit here, Wondering if you and I could ever be, Thinking up things we could have done and places would could have seen together. ^^ thats all i have... if u want to help me write some more... email me @ rugrat@tampabay.rr.com ... but for now i'm going to bed ... good-night and i love you all. |