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innoncence = grand. innocence is great. when i left my house earlier, i stomped on all the thin ice that had formed from the puddles we had yesterday. i felt like i was young again. i crushed all the shards of ice beneaths my shoes and then crushed the shards formed from the larger shards. i was writed on 2002-02-10 at 11:46 p.m. i was writed before this and i was writed after this i make comments here and you can make comments here |