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:: Sunday, October 20, 2002 :: when you start to paint a picture of the love you want, you will fail to find it. we all do it...we create the way our lovers will look, the way they will look at us, the way they will hold us. we create our own fairytales only to find that the ending isn't so happily ever after. we may not find the the picture perfect love portrayed in movies or books, but we will obtain something suprisingly sweeter in a different form.
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