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Post by Morgaine Step Momo on Mar 26, 2007 22:00:23 GMT -5
I sit by her bed waiting for something to happen.
I miss Ireland.
I doesn't know anybody at this school. Contrary to what many think, I am pretty shy. At least at first...
I kicked off my shoes and began to sing a song I've known forever.
"Tis a gift to be simple, tis a gift to be free..."
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Post by Morgaine Step Momo on Mar 26, 2007 22:02:00 GMT -5
(eek sorry about grammar above..)
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