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Maybe they'd have to hold each other when it rose, all organe and full and close. Maybe that's where our romantic notions about the moon first came from. Two people holding each other to keep their hearts from breaking, because everybody they knew was dying in the cold rocks and dust piles a quarter million miles away...
The Brothers K
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tirsdag, juli 05, 2005
To those who I didn't get a chance to say it to personally:
Happy Fourth of July.
God Bless the Land of the Free.
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