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Once,when I was a little girl,I went swimming and the tide carried me away far from the shore into the deepest water.It was then I prayed aloud to God and a friendly wave came and pushed me back to the shore.

Thursday, December 11, 2008

Blackout

Moon City has no power,
And the milk is getting sour.
But to me it is not scary,
Cause I stay away from dairy.
Posted by Vivian R. Yung at 12:28 AM
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