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"I was a little girl, alone in my little world, who dreamed of a little home for me. I played pretend between the trees, and fed my houseguests bark and leaves, and laughed in the pretty bed of green. I had a Dream That I could fly from the highest SWING, I had a Dream." lyrics by Priscilla Ahn

Saturday, October 9, 2010

Fading ...

The sea heaves up, hangs loaded o'er the land,
Breaks there, and buries its tumultuous strength.
- Robert Browning

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