If You come into my heart

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I would run I would fly

if you come into my heart

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Wednesday, November 29, 2006 / 11:41 PM

Half of the bloody mop fell off. It just fell out while I was mopping the sales floor. One whole "clump" of it. lolx. Then I felt like a thief. You know the drill. Open grille. Crawl in. Take stuff. Open grille again. Push loot out and crawl out. In this case, the loot was my black bag. Nothing much to say...

I wonder if Sya has moved yet? And did I mention, tomorrow's my birthday?

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