I stand here on the summit of the mountain. I lift my head and I spread my arms. This, my body and spirit, this is the end of the quest. I wished to know the meaning of things.
I am the meaning!
Sunday, January 14, 2007
I have only one question for you: How can I keep from singing? Beautiful River with her beautiful mother in the beautiful cold. Gigglefest.
Beautiful River with her beautiful mother in the beautiful cold.
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