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Farrah faucet hair

I like it when you play with my hair

Send as a poster grandma calling to check the church at hardship.

Send it as a postcard to wife at work.

Sent as a postagram Calling to check the church at hardship.

I get my loving on the run. Morning run.

Sad eye watches happy feet.

Bright eyes watch happy feet.

Savion Glover's dance lesson. DVD extra. BALANCE!

Everything above is a palm. Now I've slipped into place.

Three days in the hospital with Sofia, no dancing, but incredible bonding.

This morning's dance felt like a butterfly's celebration after three days in a cocoon.

Savor feeling good, glove.

Sometimes I actually prefer prose.



Farrah Fawcett Hair song perfect way to start a dance run.


A certain desert sand roundness and whiteness and sunset or something of the feeling captured me with these flowers.


A start


Sun Salutation Tree. I did a sun salutation here. The tree is like a pair of lungs. The sun is a heart.


Still my heart. Even more beautiful under the ravages of time.


Thinking about Sofia in the hospital. What a great soundtrack too.

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