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Not all those who wander are lost...
Sunday, August 26, 2007
Driving
I have never shifted gears or used my brights/high beams as much as I have here. Ever. The mountains and ruralness are insane.
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Driving
Nothing Gold Can Stay
My People, In the Superlative
Dear Jordon
Standards for Option Institute Staff
Refresh and Gladden My Spirit
There's No Place Like Home
I Cried All the Way to Mooresville
Uncle Walt
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