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EchosI stood in the middle of the echoing room. The swimmers had all gone for the day, all that was left of their monotonous splashing was the cold ghostly echoes in my mind.Echos
My arms wrapped around myself, I remembered the warmth that was there just a moment ago. The warmth of hope, the promise of a future without a guarantee….warm dreams and the faintest hint of budding young love. It was a frightening moment, on the edge of a precipe, and sink or swim I was in. I was young, I was dumb….or perhaps I just hadn’t the experience to know that such extraordinary leaps often end up with broken extremities.
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Dude. I now have a sig.
Sweet!
Now if only I could have a Stig.....
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What I say is MY opinion. If it were a fact then I would add a disclaimer.
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"'What do you fear, Lady' he asked. 'A cage,' she said. 'To stay behind bars, until use and old age accept them, and all chance of doing great things is gone beyond recall or desire.'"
~The Return of the King (the book)
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