10-31-2002, 02:07 PM
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Join Date: Oct 2002
Posts: 23
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Her mind raced through many scenes of her past, some as true as they happened, and some changed by sleep. Then her mind slowed as she dreamed about the small pond deep out in the forest, past the old water wheel. Oh, how she loved that place.
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