“Through the dancing poppies stole
A breeze most softly lulling to my soul.”
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Saturday, July 28, 2012
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“I can envision a small cottage somewhere, with a lot of writing paper, and a dog, and a fireplace and maybe enough money to give myself some Irish coffee now and then and entertain my two friends." ~Lt. Richard Van de Geer~
