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#4 reached into the center of the yin yang image and extracted the crystal key. In her hand the key vibrated and a high pitched tone emanated. She fell off the swing and into the red current bushes. #4 was determined to keep hold of the key. Her hand turned white. The garden disappeared and there came a great darkness.
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The fantasy is a nice diversion, but I hope you get back to those wonderful memories soon - I have enjoyed reading about that sisterly experience. I've had times when I've been able to compare recollections with my brother and sister, but the way you are doing it is better. Thank you for sharing those growing-up memories!
hey osprey, are those your socks still on the floor?
how'd ja like that 105 degree temp? i think i'm medium-rare now.
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