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Post by allie on Mar 8, 2007 13:03:25 GMT
Leader Love
Bald head, sunglasses and a stern smile. Shoulder-length blond hair, helmet that has the number: three-sixty-two. Why doesn’t he come to the Moon base and stay a while? She smiled at him and said, “I’ve been waiting for you.” He grinned at her and replied, “I know,” then he leaned over to her. She leaned in over too, then kissed him softly, not wanting to harm the fragile things. He kissed her back as gently as possible, and then broke the kiss, looking down at Earth. The young British bald boy looked back at his angel with graceful wings, And he couldn’t help it but once again give her that gentle smile.
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Post by faircod1965 on Mar 8, 2007 14:27:40 GMT
That was a really nice KND poem.
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Post by thetoughgirl on Mar 13, 2007 2:29:35 GMT
awwww so sweet!
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Post by Darrel Samaitha419 on Mar 16, 2007 7:00:33 GMT
One word............. AWSOME!!!! ;D
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Post by crayfishy on Mar 16, 2007 7:31:50 GMT
So cute and sweet and... Beautiful!
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