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Apr 2014
I am sorry, and you are sorry, we can make up in the morning, wake up in our torment, go back to bed and do it all again, before the storm hits, as it's the fragile moments that make this what it is, and it's, beautiful,  ~ whatever it is.
Michael W Noland
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Michael W Noland  Seattle
(Seattle)   
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