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There stood one whose countenance I knew not, an image before my eyes, and I heard the voice as it were of a gentle wind...
Saturday 14 January 2012
Sally
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There stood one whose countenance I knew not, an image before my eyes, and I heard the voice as it were of a gentle wind...
neat. sally sounds oblivious, but fairly happy. it was like a photo
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