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Board Administrator Username: mjm Post Number: 4387 Registered: 11-1998 |
Honorable Mention August End Don Shaeffer She hears him whimpering in the night. "Things are being used up," he says, "that are too expensive to replace." "well maybe in the future..." His eyes are glistening in the arriving light from the stars. He shakes his head. In his dream, they had just met and she had taken him quietly by the hand and gently guided him away from the lonely places and into a soft clearing among the trees. |
