07-07-2010, 08:13 PM
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How has it changed things for you? Why are you so scared?
It's nice to see you around again by the way, though I'm very sorry you're not doing well and things are so difficult.
Love. xx
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The Mole was bewitched, entranced, fascinated. By the side of the river he trotted as one trots, when very small, by the side of a man who holds one spell-bound by exciting stories; and when tired at last, he sat on the bank, while the river still chattered on to him, a babbling procession of the best stories in the world, sent from the heart of the earth to be told at last to the insatiable sea.
Wind in the Willows.
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