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Tuesday, April 05, 2005

Fog

Quiet, Alone
No Stone unturned

Moving Cautiously
Still Alone

Wondering
What is to come

Fearing yet
Excited

Waiting
Holding Breath

Danger
Respect

Suspense
Fog
Posted by Katie at 11:59 AM
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