and the bees and the flowers and the trees and the moon up above, and a thing called love -- Jewel Akens
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Wednesday, December 12, 2012
Charles Gore won't shut up crying this morning. He wants to go out and talk to his buds, the wild birds outdoors.
The sun is shining brightly, but it's 40 degrees out there.
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