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The Other One
The other one, a crafty gal. Would like to think, she's won somehow. She does not know, I'm in his blood. He knows my voice, he knows becuz. So I will bide my time. I'll wait patiently. He will visit with his mommy. He'll come to be with me. Raine Les 11/2/2009 |
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lovely
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Interpretation: A son going off to create his own family with his new wife, and leaving his mother behind, but not to be forgotten. Nice...
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The Other One The other one, a crafty gal. Would like to think, she's won somehow. She does not know, I'm in his blood. He knows my voice, he knows becuz. So I will bide my time. I'll wait patiently. He will visit with his mommy. He'll come to be with me. Raine Les 11/2/2009
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Its renants of lace and grace,
as a smirk greets his face. Forever carrying his thoughts of you first, Like water fulfils his thirst. A sons love for his mother, can never be replaced, wink.
Very cool write sharris,,,,,
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Its renants of lace and grace,
as a smirk greets his face. Forever carrying his thoughts of you first, Like water fulfils his thirst. A sons love for his mother, can never be replaced, wink.
Very cool write sharris,,,,,
Thank you, and are you well? |
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Thank you, and are you well?
I am so well that, birds fly down to look at me,,,, so good that the clouds roll away for my sun to shine through,,,so well am I that YOU,,,,,said HI,wink,lol I am my nutty and crazy self again,,,thanks for asking and may I say I hope your well and good and as you should,,,lol
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Thank you, and are you well? I am so well that, birds fly down to look at me,,,, so good that the clouds roll away for my sun to shine through,,,so well am I that YOU,,,,,said HI,wink,lol I am my nutty and crazy self again,,,thanks for asking and may I say I hope your well and good and as you should,,,lol
a little spunk and vinegar..and you own the world..soooooo wonderful..shine your sun, anytime |
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another wonderful display of the human condition...
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Its renants of lace and grace,