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i failed to make a snowman. the snow was not lending itself well to rolling nor packing. it resisted all of my futile efforts. in the end, i am left dry, inside a warm house. that is exactly what makes me unhappy. this is me.i was writed on 2002-02-01 at 3:11 a.m. i was writed before this and i was writed after this i make comments here and you can make comments here |