Wednesday, August 25, 2010

The White Buffalo

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  1. I'm happy to see you living your dream.
    I once saw a poet carving her name "MLM" next to mine, by the lake,
    So long ago, it seems like a wonderful dream.
    Your memory to me could never become a ghost, but always insperation.
    Thank you for finding a place in my heart that never forgets.
    May you always look to the stars, S.C.

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  2. I don't know that I'm living "my" dream. But I am living. And grateful to be so.


    Thanks for sharing a beautiful memory. I hope that your life is what you wish it to be.

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