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'In my darkest hour silence spoke louder than words I am lost in a floating dreamscape I see my face behing a mask with knowing steps I am lured closer reflection strips my guise In the heart of darkness I see a light I hear my voice and I am found' - The mask Venezia

Thursday, February 02, 2006


baby joel LOVES it when his dad carries him.... the security... love... comfort in the arms of his father.  Posted by Picasa

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