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Post by Randacello (MirandaRae) on May 23, 2003 14:20:02 GMT -5
Dust motes glint in the sunlight as they twirl and flit in the breeze. So graceful is their airy flight as they drift wherever they please. Dust motes are dancing sequin dreams as they pirouette 'round my TV screen.
Copyright 5/23/03 by Miranda Rae
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