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Created on: May 23, 2010
Dancing WIth the Wind
I held some sand in my hands, it felt warm and filled my hands completely. How happy I was to have this sand. Then a bitter wind came along and blew the sand out of my hands. I watched as the sand went dancing away with the wind.
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