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5:42 P.M. - Sunday, Nov. 20, 2005 I then connected with boann7 "Red Roses under the dirt," entry. This thought was born; Loneliness a hidden tear for someone lost and remembered. The reconnection of happiness with someone that meant so much to you. As a familiar face flashes through your mind, the hidden tear revealed. People around you stop and stare, but you are alone. Sandyz
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