http://www.VictoriaTx.us/Enjoy/IWantCandy.flv.wma
(see also the attachment)
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Well, what you have to choose from, tomorrow.
Seems to be a rather sensitive (haH - hatts soopt) topic of discussion
around* the 'worlds view renouncing individuality for togetherness, or visa, the versing of an amount - hither your TITLE, objection to separate, in aim to overwhelm in number, due for the just cause in Love. Seems kind of rhetorical in nature, to say the least, tripe. But as for the enhancing of lingering effect, so calling affection of appreciation, we'll see then, what we could not play with for the lack of enthusiasm. Had any event, suitable in left us reason of understanding, perhaps other than a so called need, there would be a ground, playing field or footing for stances to propagate pretense, that directs in the path to conclude on carelessness, what if any, has not been used, ie. The Candy. (something that can be obtained but once)
The Toying, with a friend, although placement left inside the sweetness, somehow dwindles in resentment. It is the pickup, as in the find, there is another, within, that is not behind, but right beside.
Those are regards, the inhibition that allows space for either adult seasoning, on the child's romance, or the tic of a sound, heard merely as the rise, in books of schooling fore learned, to replenish in substance, the constituted growth, that reprises itself in the use of one the go, it is but abound, the tool that it was built by, that removes the cloud over a field, it is the reminder, that none to, are there limits, but only less retained, as the instill able claim, as the sought in the goal or gain, it is the accomplishments, that part these but that bring the old, into the new. It is with that, that I grew. It is in that, that the knew in you, was put into. A source, of such uncommon truth, that but to know, would be to power the universe. A life, sacrificed, in behalf of all mankind, to remember tomorrow, what has yet, to be done for you, today. A striken in time, a heart, that builds a mind, a bitterness to, that returns or re news.
The strength, comparable, gone from fun.
The tack taste sought to blame on a prank,
or the candid, that senses to replenish in blank or bake.
It is, the two, you with, a heart beat rests and waits.
It was, the end, before the beginning, when time was for you, all but in the giving.
Midst the diddle, that screwed the part two's to the crotch of forgiving.
It is the last, the seeing of a share, in the hand oR dare* cares, assuring simplicity mends.
That of want that re creates all, even that which ends, starts as a new beginning.
In this you'll choose, the I don't s, or I do.
And if anything were made easier, then in memory, I'd say partake, but take less for granted.
Or for sake, be between you, in the taking.
Now you can say, I knew ! You to.
That which is the anti, gambled amongst, yet vague, nor vain be pity, as to, left petty.
Does redo, like history, a Candy or Toy, for living with you, be many.
Departed the soul, thought brought at a price.
GOD Bless
(rmholy)
Just as a surprise, relinquished in sensation, you are to me, as time is to any.
PAID IN ADVANCE
(that stood the stall, in time, the for warning, remembers why)
. It, is: TRY.
That which gather plenty.
And I'll tell you now, so in case you doubt, it is SHARE, that is without,
Any time, that you are made of.
In wonders marvelous by.
The accounting, that could make you wise.
Die, only regrets the death entrenched or entrapped.
Bitter sorrow, the steal, the hands of time that snapping cluck.
Nether yonder sky, a beast or pig that fly, it is a smell, that scurries, pardon on its' way.
To do the chore, of once your brothers keeper, now buy.
. She that asks, in the seeking, remember.
Both, those, to choose, you must keep as the law, have nature that or forgot.
Always you as a heaping, or so shallow be.
Those I owe you, and me 's.
That, of the Peace Keepers.
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LOVE
Whether it be that which is saved most ........................... Put one, before another.
A Candy or Toy
Happy Holidays
from: 
two cheers, say bye, neigh or cry
EAT IT UP
(pour amour say douc)
nOEL, mO. 64854
GHOST TERRESTRIAL CENTERS OF YOUR ATTRACTION
flipped and sunk in the feeling
Pardo:AnythingStinky.com
gotchou,
ca Zunt highered
Did I miss something ?
Besides the fact that someone _who?__, could be morally deprived of personal benefit somehow !