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perfection is built on imperfection, reality is built on a dream. hope resides in all that can be, love is built on all three.
I really like this poem. Thanks Michael.
Posted by: JWebb | April 28, 2007 at 09:42 PM
Pixie will love that.
Posted by: CraigC | April 29, 2007 at 10:27 AM
Yep! She does, Craig!!!!
Posted by: Pixie | April 29, 2007 at 07:40 PM
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I really like this poem. Thanks Michael.
Posted by: JWebb | April 28, 2007 at 09:42 PM
Pixie will love that.
Posted by: CraigC | April 29, 2007 at 10:27 AM
Yep! She does, Craig!!!!
Posted by: Pixie | April 29, 2007 at 07:40 PM