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2:31 p.m. - Tuesday, Sept. 03, 2002 Ripples pond's surface...... Stirring inner peace...... Agitated so slightly.....preferring sweet release.... From life's games....Oh, hidden games... Who anymore is true? Who anymore is trustworthy? Who anymore can endure...length, breadth and height of 'true'...........love? Who anymore .....tell me....who....? Or has the maturity of love....disintegrated.....relegated....to plastic, to games? Lover's ....whose names.....don't matter.....anymore.
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