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Date Posted: 17:22:33 12/02/02 Mon
Author: Polar
Subject: (( I am, and have been, grounded...))
In reply to: Daigal 's message, "-|+|-" on 21:05:57 11/29/02 Fri

"You know, I'm not sure. How about we start over there," she gestures towards a large, thick, hollow tree, "and we'll work our way around."

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> (Sorry I didn't reply sooner. I got tired this week...*shrug*) -- Daigal, 11:15:58 12/08/02 Sun

"Sounds good," he replies quickly, shooting a glance towards the tree. "Ladies first..." The young stallion grins at her.

Speak not of yesterday;

yesterday has gone.

Jealous Present casts a

withering glance on

all those who care

more for haughty Past.

Her nails are sharp, and

her tongue is clever-

how ever do

you dare her anger?


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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> ((no problem... I've done that so many times it isn't funny.)) -- Polar, 19:47:50 12/08/02 Sun

She dips her head to him in something that might be compared to mischief and prepares to take off. Quickly, a thought crosses her mind and she turns her head to look at him. "There was a mare looking for you. I think she was a friend of yours..."


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