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Date Posted: Wed, Mar 31 2004, 8:34am PST
Author: Ky
Subject: The small child pondered this for a second, then raised his eyes to his parents. "Watermelon."
In reply to: Amber Banks 's message, "
Dear Lord, can you, feel my pain
If you can't it's alright, cause I'ma live my life anyway
Just let, it, rain - on me
"
on Wed, Mar 31 2004, 6:42am PST


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  • She couldnt help but grin a little, glancing from her son to Dante "How bout you too hit the beach and I'll pick us up some water melon... and your dad can have normal melon cause he doesn't like the seeds...." She glances to Dante... she remembered all the small things... she remembered everything... (NT) -- Amber, Wed, Mar 31 2004, 8:45am PST


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