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No one even Thought of this. It came and Placed it's final kiss. Stolen, and laid Down to rest. Like all the others, But the best. Smiles smiled, Words are said. Wilted brown, The flower's dead. Everyone goes One by one... It's the end, The battle's done. ~Emily Adams 09/10/02 |
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Worm: "Of course there is. Try walking through it and you'll see what I mean. Sarah: What? Worm: Go on... Sarah: But that's just a wall... Worm: Things are not always what they seem in this place So you can't take anything for granted." -Jim Henson |