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Date Posted: Mon, Aug 09 2004, 11:12am PDT
Author: Joshua
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Well, sometimes love seems easy. Like it's easy to love rain and hawks. And it's easy to love wild plums and the moon.
But with people, seems like love's a hard thing to know. It gets all mixed up. I mean, you can love one person in one way and another person in another way.
But how do you know you love the right one in every way?
he enters the lodge, walking in slowly. moving to the kitchen, he looks around at the faces. not any he recongized, probably because he hadn't been there in a long while. wearing dark denim blue jeans with a buttoned up black shirt, he rolls the sleeves up to his elbows. he rumages around in the fridge for a wine cooler and moves out to the porch, standing under the awning as rain starts to fall.

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She padded out of the lodge in spongy pink flip flops, drawing her long hair oer one shoulder as she looked out dubiously at the rain, debating whether or not risking walking home or waiting it out till it stopped. She pursed her lips in thought before glancing to him, arching a brow , murmering loud enough to be heard, playful in her questioning "Should I risk it or wait?" (NT) -- Tyra, Mon, Aug 09 2004, 5:37pm PDT

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