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05-07-2007, 10:02 PM
"Well, I've this for like ever. It was my mother's. I use it for gathering herbs and other things that they healers need. I have a much stronger sword at my house." I said, a little offended.
Love is much like a wild rose, beautiful and calm, but willing to draw blood in its defense.
~Mark Overby
Last edited by Singergirl0911 : 05-08-2007 at 04:11 PM.
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