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Date Posted: 04:08:23 07/03/02 Wed
Author: Jayson
Author Host/IP: 204.207-34-71-0.interbaun.com / 207.34.71.204
Subject: [: defy gravity :]
In reply to: Hawk 's message, "- fly away -" on 22:51:09 07/02/02 Tue


: I�m starting to trip; I�m losing my grip : [: poised atop the bulky crates is shifted momentarily, allowing the lithe mascule more comfort. boredom quickly sets in as silvery pools reflect back 'gainst the warehouse interior, pinions swinging languidly below his frame. auds percieve nearby sounds, a familair voice breaking through, dial swivels, ooids narrowing in effort to locate the voice -- it sounded so familiar to him. within several seconds the valkyrie was spotted, simper scrawling 'pon the toned mug of the male in response -- The one and only :] : That�s when I decided � why should I care? :

: I�m starting to trip; I�m losing my grip :

[: poised atop the bulky crates is shifted momentarily, allowing the lithe mascule more comfort. boredom quickly sets in as silvery pools reflect back 'gainst the warehouse interior, pinions swinging languidly below his frame. auds percieve nearby sounds, a familair voice breaking through, dial swivels, ooids narrowing in effort to locate the voice -- it sounded so familiar to him. within several seconds the valkyrie was spotted, simper scrawling 'pon the toned mug of the male in response -- The one and only :]

: That�s when I decided � why should I care? :

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�� fly away -- Hawk, 10:22:30 07/03/02 Wed
- [: me yup it's me :] -- Jayson, 10:58:36 07/03/02 Wed
  - ~*~Loud Noise~*~ -- A Red Ford Mustang, 11:33:58 07/03/02 Wed