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To: Mama_Bear
The Five stood on the balcony looking over all they surveyed.
They called each other 'sister', though they were not all related.
They waited for a message, a welcome, an invitation, or a traveler.
And so they stood, forever, in the flickering light at the edge of eternity.
Waiting.
47 posted on 01/14/2004 5:56:47 AM PST by Darksheare (Not responsible for fire, famine, and flood convergence in Los Angeles 9 years running.)
See above post #100
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