The long drives, stuffed in the back seat of our Pink Rambler, in between two sisters is where I learned the art of throwing daggers with my eyes and how many songs can be sung with words like 'this' and 'that', causing the tongue to shoot in the direction of whichever sister you were mad at the time with. All the while, having an excuse in the lyrics of the song. All that, and plethora more...
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Friday, August 7, 2009
...and so it was, the night was young on this ordinary day of days and so it was too, the sky was filled with shimmering stars.
Two lonely hearts beating from across the dance floor. Past dreams denied them but now, here on the dance floor, their dreams will come true.
All they longed for.
No more tear filled eyes or faded hopes.
At last, their dreams were not denied.
~N
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