As the frozen mist creeps, autumn loses her grip on the season. 
posted by gateway1 at 8:48 pm
Tuesday, November 22, 2005
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- Name: gateway1
Learning to view the world anew and share the things I see. Each day is a new step on old paths revisited. So guess that makes me just one more passenger on this planet of ours.
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