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Monday, July 20, 2009
The end of the world.
Sometimes, not often enough, we reflect upon the good things. Those thoughts always center around those we love; I think about those people who mean so much to me; Ror so many years have made me so very happy. And I count the times I have forgotten to say, Thank You. And just how much, I love them.
I keep expecting to see you around. You are still around, aren't you? I wish i could call you and whine. I tried calling, but your number isn't in use no more. I miss you very much. We all do. What I wouldn't give, for yesterday once more.
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