September 7th, 2003, 08:37 AM
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Snowball, My Angel Baby
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Join Date: Mar 2003
Location: Somewhere across the heavens... aka Pittsburgh, PA
Posts: 9,186
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Letters make up words and words make up stories which is something a certain scriptwriter did not read! :p
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Lay down
Your sweet and weary head
The night is falling
You have come to journey's end
Sleep now
And dream of the ones who came before
They are calling
From across the distant shore .
Children are a message that we send
to a time that we will never see.
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