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  <title>torry28</title>
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  <updated>2009-10-28T06:41:33Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:torry28:32393</id>
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    <title>To Loreents Mom and Matilda Happy Birthday</title>
    <published>2009-10-28T06:40:30Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-28T06:41:33Z</updated>
    <category term="happy birthday matilda (art) (torry28)"/>
    <lj:music>Remember Me by Josh Groban</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp; &lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000c2hrz/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" border="0" width="166" alt="" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000c2hrz/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000c36zq/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" border="0" width="185" alt="" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000c36zq/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little golden girl of mine, rosy cheeks and eyes that shine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Golden sunlight in your hair, elfin grace beyond compare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lilting laughter on your lips, magic in your fingertips.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pixie creature, half divine, and I'm glad God made you mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000c4p0c/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" border="0" width="320" alt="" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000c4p0c/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Happy Birthday Baby, Daddy loves you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My best wishes and prayers for a successful surgery and recovery for Jens mom.&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:torry28:31932</id>
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    <title>He'll Have To Go  (bbm art) ( torry 28)</title>
    <published>2009-09-19T08:17:20Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-19T08:17:20Z</updated>
    <category term="he&amp;apos;ll have to go"/>
    <lj:music>Dream a little Dream by Laura Fygi</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000bw5zc/"&gt;&lt;img width="313" height="240" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000bw5zc/s320x240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;quot; I'm sorry Jack, but I can't get the time off in August.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000bx1wa/"&gt;&lt;img width="310" height="240" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000bx1wa/s320x240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp;See you in November? Jack?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000byx25/"&gt;&lt;img width="188" height="240" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000byx25/s320x240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You're kind a quite tonight Jack,&lt;br /&gt;something on your.mind.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000bzhhy/"&gt;&lt;img width="316" height="240" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000bzhhy/s320x240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack? Put your sweet lips a little closer to the phone&lt;br /&gt;Let's pretend that we're together all alone&lt;br /&gt;I'll tell the man to turn the jukebox way down low&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000c0ggq/"&gt;&lt;img width="310" height="240" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000c0ggq/s320x240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you can tell your friend there with you he'll have to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whisper to me tell me do you love me true&lt;br /&gt;Or is he holding you the way I do&lt;br /&gt;Though love is blind make up your mind I've got to know&lt;br /&gt;Should I hang up or will you tell him he 'll have to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't say the words I want to hear&lt;br /&gt;While you 're with another man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000c1gp0/"&gt;&lt;img width="310" height="240" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000c1gp0/s320x240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you want me answer yes or no&lt;br /&gt;Darling I will understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put your sweet lips a little closer to the phone&lt;br /&gt;Let's pretend that we're together all alone&lt;br /&gt;I'll tell the man to turn the jukebox way down low&lt;br /&gt;And you can tell that friend there with you&lt;br /&gt;He'll have to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000b96pe/"&gt;&lt;img width="185" height="240" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000b96pe/s320x240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Jack , I had to call, can't lose you, &lt;br /&gt;Quit my job, Love ya bud, always have.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot; That's all I ever want, Ennis, you.&lt;br /&gt;Just you. I love you so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song by Jim Reeves &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest I forced Ennis and Jack to say.&lt;br /&gt;Happy Weekend everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Torry&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:torry28:31451</id>
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    <title>It's Over  ( bbm art ) ( torry28 )</title>
    <published>2009-09-15T22:44:35Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-15T22:44:35Z</updated>
    <category term="it&amp;apos;s over ( bbm art ) ( toor28 )"/>
    <lj:music>Burning Bridges by Ray Price</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000bhtgf/"&gt;&lt;img width="307" height="240" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000bhtgf/s320x240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the girls this month, I'm sorry Jack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, Ennis, see you next month, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000bk27r/"&gt;&lt;img width="313" height="240" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000bk27r/s320x240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm calling to tell you it's over,&lt;br /&gt;yes cowboy, you're now free to go.&lt;br /&gt;You're saying you sorry you hurt me,&lt;br /&gt;But you hurt me much more then you know.&lt;br /&gt;You're asking me where this call comes from.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I hope you won't end up here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just on the blue side of lonesome&lt;br /&gt;Right next to the Heartbreak Hotel&lt;br /&gt;In a tavern that's known as Three Teardrops&lt;br /&gt;On the bar stool, not doing so well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The floor has a carpet of sorrows,&lt;br /&gt;Yet no one can weep in the aisle.&lt;br /&gt;And they say someone broke the bar mirror,&lt;br /&gt;With only the ghost of a smile.&lt;br /&gt;The hands on the clock never alter,&lt;br /&gt;For things never change in this place.&lt;br /&gt;There's no present, no past, no future,&lt;br /&gt;We're the ones who have lost in loves race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000bp495/"&gt;&lt;img width="184" height="240" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000bp495/s320x240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000bq3pb/"&gt;&lt;img width="185" height="240" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000bq3pb/s320x240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello Lil' Darlin ! ! &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ennis?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The next morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000brkb8/"&gt;&lt;img width="313" height="240" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000brkb8/s320x240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had my share of life's ups and down&lt;br /&gt;But fate's been kind the downs have been few&lt;br /&gt;I guess you could say that I've been lucky&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I guess you could say that it's all because of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone should write my life story&lt;br /&gt;For whatever reason there might be&lt;br /&gt;Between each line of pain and glory&lt;br /&gt;You're the best thing that ever happened to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh...there have been times when times were hard&lt;br /&gt;But somehow we made it through.&lt;br /&gt;For each moment I spend away from you&lt;br /&gt;There is a moment just loving you.&lt;br /&gt;Cause you the best thing that ever Happened to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First song by Jim Reeves&lt;br /&gt;Second song by Ray Price&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to know what happened between Hello Lil'&amp;nbsp;Darlin and the next morning?&lt;br /&gt;Well... can you keep a secret? Me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness to all,&lt;br /&gt;Torry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Happy Birthday Siri</title>
    <published>2009-09-10T05:19:15Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-10T05:19:15Z</updated>
    <category term="art torry 28"/>
    <lj:music>The man in the mirror by Yanni</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000bffqd/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" border="0" width="185" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000bffqd/s320x240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Jonathan or Jack? I need to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000beaf8/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" border="0" width="184" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000beaf8/s320x240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000bgd2a/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" border="0" width="185" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000bgd2a/s320x240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Can you keep a secret? Me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Siri I hope you like your presents.&lt;br /&gt;Love, Torry&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>Till The Rivers All Run Dry   BBM art   torry28</title>
    <published>2009-09-04T08:33:21Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-04T08:33:21Z</updated>
    <category term="till the rivers all run dry"/>
    <lj:music>Four Walls, Jim Reeves</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000asqb2/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" border="0" width="315" alt="" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000asqb2/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; Till the rivers all run dry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000atktd/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" border="0" width="310" alt="" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000atktd/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; Till the sun falls from the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000aw40r/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" border="0" width="251" alt="" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000aw40r/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Till life on earth is through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000ax4wy/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" border="0" width="313" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000ax4wy/s320x240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'll be needing you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000aye01/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" border="0" width="184" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000aye01/s320x240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000azs73/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" border="0" width="183" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000azs73/s320x240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know sometimes you may wonder, from little things I say and do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000b0yk6/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" border="0" width="313" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000b0yk6/s320x240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But there's no need for you to wonder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000b13yg/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" border="0" width="313" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000b13yg/s320x240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; If I need you, 'cause I need you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000b251a/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" border="0" width="313" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000b251a/s320x240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Till the rivers all run dry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000b3kk7/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" border="0" width="313" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000b3kk7/s320x240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Till the sun falls from the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000b4p73/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" border="0" width="184" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000b4p73/s320x240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Till life on earth is through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000b5t0y/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" border="0" width="315" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000b5t0y/s320x240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'll be needing you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000b6d34/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" border="0" width="183" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000b6d34/s320x240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000b7e5c/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" border="0" width="186" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000b7e5c/s320x240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too many times I don't tell you, Too many things get in the way;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000b84wt/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" border="0" width="184" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000b84wt/s320x240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And even though sometimes I hurt you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000b96pe/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" border="0" width="185" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000b96pe/s320x240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Still you show me in every way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000bay78/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" border="0" width="313" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000bay78/s320x240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Till the rivers all run dry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000bb8ar/"&gt;&lt;img height="233" border="0" width="320" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000bb8ar/s320x240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Till the sun falls from the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000bcpps/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" border="0" width="310" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000bcpps/s320x240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Till life on earth is through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000bdheb/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" border="0" width="303" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000bdheb/s320x240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'll be needing you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song by Don Williams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>What Season is Your Soul Connected To?</title>
    <published>2009-09-03T01:42:03Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-03T01:42:03Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>Yanni</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" border="0" align="center" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Soul Is Connected to the Fall&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" width="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatseasonisyoursoulconnectedtoquiz/fall.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;You are a somewhat sensitive soul with a tough exterior. You are street smart and wise about the world.&lt;br /&gt;You have the heart of a poet, but you're not too eager to let anyone else see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very creative and deeply talented. You are still looking for the perfect outlet for your expression.&lt;br /&gt;You embrace change and think the cycles of life are beautiful. You don't shrink away from the darker elements of life.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.blogthings.com/whatseasonisyoursoulconnectedtoquiz/"&gt;What Season is Your Soul Connected To?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>Happy Birthday  "  Mia "  hit_the_hay_65  (art) (torry28)</title>
    <published>2009-07-31T23:52:32Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-01T07:57:50Z</updated>
    <category term="happy birthday mia - hit_the_hay_67 (art"/>
    <lj:music>You've got a friend by Don Williams</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 102);"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: larger;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Dear Mia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: larger;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 102);"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The boys from&amp;nbsp; &amp;quot; In Pursuit Of Happiness &amp;quot; and I &lt;br /&gt;wish you a very Happy Birthday  and a thousand thank&amp;nbsp; yous for given me &lt;br /&gt;so much pleasure with all the wonderful writing you have shared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and Hugs,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ennis, Jack and Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000a8q52/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" border="0" width="183" alt="" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000a8q52/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000a9w0x/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" border="0" width="183" alt="" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000a9w0x/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:torry28:30199</id>
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    <title>East meets North   ( art  ) not bbm related  (torry28)</title>
    <published>2009-07-31T10:27:13Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-31T10:27:13Z</updated>
    <category term="east meets north (art) not bbm related ("/>
    <lj:music>Dream a little Dream by Laura Fygi</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp; I adore fairytales, imagined and not so imagined characters.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A happy forever love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the remaining Celtic tribes struggled against the Roman invaders.&lt;br /&gt;Young Prince Conor discovered his father's tribe has been overtaken by&lt;br /&gt;power-hungry King Carl and his evil wife Queen Britany.&lt;br /&gt;As Conor flees his land to find refuge in the land of his fathers beloved friend&lt;br /&gt;and his daughter Miranda, he meets someone who will lead him to a destiny, &lt;br /&gt;he never expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000ak0cf/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" border="0" width="180" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000ak0cf/s320x240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000ap81q/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" border="0" width="180" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000ap81q/s320x240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dastan:&amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp;I do not wish to harm you,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Conor:&amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp;You have a high opinion of&lt;br /&gt;but if you reach for that sword,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; your own swordsmanship,&lt;br /&gt;I will stop you before you stab me.&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Dastan of the Desert Sands.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Shall we put it to the test?&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dastan:&amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp;Why risk damaging to such fine weapons, when we could settle the&lt;br /&gt;matter with a wager of skill, a throw of the knife?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conor:&amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp;I accept the challenge, Prince Dastan.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dastan:&amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp;You seem to know who I am, but you have failed to give me equal &lt;br /&gt;pleasure to know yours.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conor:&amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp;Forgive me, my Lord. Conor, Prince of the Celtic tribe.&lt;br /&gt;Your dagger, it has lost all its sand, everyone knows the legend of the sand,&lt;br /&gt;even as far north as my home.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dastan:&amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp;A dagger that can turn back the time.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conor:&amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp;What else does the legend say?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dastan:&amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp;Only that it is worthless now that it is empty.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conor:&amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp;Do not dispair my Prince, I know someone who can be of help.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dastan:&amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp;You do, Then take me to him.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conor:&amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp;It is a she, Sir.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dastan:&amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp;Surly you jest, a wench? no doubt a sorceress in the bargen.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conor:&amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp;Yes a woman, but no sorceress, she is of noble birth, a Princess.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dastan:&amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp;Very well then, take me to your princess.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conor:&amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp;She is not my Princess, my Lord, although our fathers wished it to &lt;br /&gt;be so. The female loveliness does not pleasure me as much as the sight of &lt;br /&gt;the male figure.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dastan:&amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp;Friend, those are words that warm my heart more then the sun&lt;br /&gt;could heat the shifting sands of the desert. Come closer,&lt;br /&gt;I wish to see the color of your eyes.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conor:&amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp;They are just plain as the earth you stand upon, not like the brilliant&lt;br /&gt;blue which has reached the depth of my soul.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dastan:&amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp;Nothing plain about the earth my friend, it gives life, it is warm,&lt;br /&gt;changes with the seasons but is loyal, loving, a mistery but eager to be&lt;br /&gt;explored to be caressed taken care of, it takes but gives back so much more.&lt;br /&gt;Come, I will show you.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The traveled for several days towards their destany when Dastan suggested&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;a nights rest. The lush trees, a carpet of colorful blooms the surounding mountains&lt;br /&gt;and the cristal clear lake a welcome haven for two tired travelers. &lt;br /&gt;Conor was in full agreement.&lt;br /&gt;They spend the day chasing each other in the madows, swim and catch some fish for &lt;br /&gt;their evening meal. Loved each other and held each other throughout the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000aqtpa/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" border="0" width="180" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000aqtpa/s320x240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000arbs3/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" border="0" width="180" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000arbs3/s320x240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;ANA behibak, my Prince.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;quot;Moleannan, tha gaol agam ort.&lt;br /&gt;I love you, in my language.&amp;quot; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Beloved, I love you too.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Conor:&amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp;Ani shel ahuvi sheli.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Dastan:&amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp;What does it mean,&amp;nbsp;Conor?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Read more..."&gt;Conor :&amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp;I am my beloved's and my beloved is mine.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; The End&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>The Fisherman and his Bait   art  torry28</title>
    <published>2009-07-15T01:46:11Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-15T01:47:36Z</updated>
    <category term="the fisherman and his bait art torry28"/>
    <lj:music>The Voyage</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Not to long ago Siri 2000 wrote a short story called&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;quot;The Novice&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; When I first read it in German I loved it right away, &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; after Debra and I translated it into English it was clear &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; everyone loved it and wanted more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my lure I'm casting out to Siri and hope I snare her&lt;br /&gt;and won't release her until she at least tries and give us &lt;br /&gt;another shot at the Fisherman and his Bait, to me they are both &lt;br /&gt;fisherman angling to catch the others heart. I would love to read about it.&lt;br /&gt;wouldn't you? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000ahryw/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" border="0" width="180" alt="" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000ahryw/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000ag8yg/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" border="0" width="180" alt="" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000ag8yg/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Jack &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; and&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ennis&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Happy Birthday Camillar</title>
    <published>2009-07-14T21:05:59Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-01T07:58:32Z</updated>
    <category term="happy birthday wish art torry28"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000af6b8/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" border="0" width="183" alt="" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000af6b8/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Oh boy, Jack, what  are we going to do now?&lt;br /&gt;Aunt Camilla's Birthday is tomorrow and look at this.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Don't worry Ennis, there is lots of good ones left, &lt;br /&gt;and even if we don't make a cake, she'll love us.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You think, Jack?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You bet, friend, always.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You right , I'm so glad I have you Jack.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me too, we have to thank Aunt Camilla &lt;br /&gt;with out her we may never have met.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Yea, Jack, love you .&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Love you too Ennis, always and forever.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Happy Birthday &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Dearest Camilla,&lt;br /&gt;Sorry about the cake, hope you enjoy your day &lt;br /&gt;with all your loved ones and have many more days&lt;br /&gt;as beautiful as you are.&lt;br /&gt;Love always,&lt;br /&gt;Torry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Crying in The Rain  ( bbm can art )  ( torry28 )</title>
    <published>2009-07-13T07:06:47Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-13T07:06:47Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>In the shelter of your eyes</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000aa22b/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" border="0" width="313" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000aa22b/s320x240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000addgq/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" border="0" width="310" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000addgq/s320x240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll never let them see&lt;br /&gt;The way my broken heart is hurting me&lt;br /&gt;I've got my pride and I know how to hide&lt;br /&gt;All my sorrow and pain&lt;br /&gt;I'll do my crying in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I wait for cloudy skies&lt;br /&gt;They won't know the rain from the tears in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;They'll never know I still love you so&lt;br /&gt;Though the heartaches remain&lt;br /&gt;I'll do my crying in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000aexxx/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" border="0" width="313" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000aexxx/s320x240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raindrops falling from heaven&lt;br /&gt;Could never wash away my misery&lt;br /&gt;But since were not together&lt;br /&gt;I'll look for stormy weather&lt;br /&gt;To hide these tears I hope they'll never see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday when my cryings done&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna wear as smile and walk in the sun&lt;br /&gt;I may be a fool but til then Lil Darlin'&lt;br /&gt;They'll never hear me complain&lt;br /&gt;I'll do my crying in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song&amp;nbsp; by Don Williams&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Best Friends (  bbm au art ) ( torry 28 )</title>
    <published>2009-07-08T20:12:43Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-08T20:12:43Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>Always There by Russell Watson</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have been feeling very low lately, I needed something to &lt;br /&gt;pull me back up. A happy Ennis and Jack always does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000a1xzf/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" border="0" width="181" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000a1xzf/s320x240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000a27fy/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" border="0" width="184" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000a27fy/s320x240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; You placed gold on my finger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000a3z8k/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" border="0" width="191" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000a3z8k/s320x240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You brought love like I've never known&lt;br /&gt;You made a home for our children&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000a4z0y/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" border="0" width="184" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000a4z0y/s320x240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to me, a reason to go on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000a52s6/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" border="0" width="183" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000a52s6/s320x240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're my bread when I'm hungry&lt;br /&gt;You're my shelter from troubled winds&lt;br /&gt;You're my anchor in life's ocean&lt;br /&gt;But most of all, you're my best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000a6h52/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" border="0" width="315" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000a6h52/s320x240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I need hope and inspiration&lt;br /&gt;You're always strong when I'm tired and weak&lt;br /&gt;I could search this whole world over&lt;br /&gt;You'll still be everything I need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're my bread when I'm hungry&lt;br /&gt;You're my shelter from troubled winds&lt;br /&gt;You're my anchor in life's ocean&lt;br /&gt;But most of all, you're my best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000a7qex/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" border="0" width="313" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000a7qex/s320x240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Song by Don Williams&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Happy 4th of July everyone.</title>
    <published>2009-07-04T05:59:01Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-08T20:13:40Z</updated>
    <category term="happy 4th of july"/>
    <lj:music>Dueling Strings by David Garrett</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;I lost someone very dear to me in this ongoing war, he only had one more week left to serve, &lt;br /&gt;but God chose another path for him.and this poem took me back to what his sacrifice means &lt;br /&gt;to me and why I cherish America and all the men and woman who are in daily peril just to keep&lt;br /&gt; us safe and fight for our freedom. My thanks to them all and may God keep them safe.&lt;br /&gt;Torry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000a0db5/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" border="0" width="195" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000a0db5/s320x240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Daddy's Poem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her hair was up in a pony tail, her favorite dress tied with a bow.&lt;br /&gt;Today was Daddy's Day at school, and she couldn't wait to go.&lt;br /&gt;But her mommy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay home.&lt;br /&gt;Why the kids might not understand, if she went to school alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say.&lt;br /&gt;What to tell her classmates of why he wasn't there today.&lt;br /&gt;But still her mother worried, for her to face this day alone.&lt;br /&gt;And that was why once again, she tried to keep her daughter home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the little girl went to school eager to tell them all.&lt;br /&gt;About a dad she never sees a dad who never calls.&lt;br /&gt;There were daddies along the wall in back, foe everyone to meet.&lt;br /&gt;Children squirming impatiently, anxious in their seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One by one the teacher called a student from the class. &lt;br /&gt;To introduce their daddy, as seconds slowly past.&lt;br /&gt;At last the teacher called her name, every child turned to stare.&lt;br /&gt;Each of them was searching, a man who wasn't there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Where's her daddy at?' She heard a boy call out.&lt;br /&gt;'She probably doesn't have one,' another student dared to shout.&lt;br /&gt;And from somewhere near the back, she heard a daddy say,&lt;br /&gt;'Looks like another deadbeat dad, too busy to waste his day.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The words did not offend her, as she smiled up at her Mom.&lt;br /&gt;And looked back at her teacher, who told her to go on.&lt;br /&gt;And with her hand behind her back, she slowly began to speak.&lt;br /&gt;And out from the mouth of a child, came words incredibly unique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'My Daddy couldn't be here, because he lives so far away.&lt;br /&gt;But I know he wishes he could be...since this is such a special day.&lt;br /&gt;And though you cannot meet him, I wanted you to know.&lt;br /&gt;All about my daddy, and how much he loves me so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He loves to tell me stories he taught me to ride my bike.&lt;br /&gt;He surprised me with pink roses and taught me to fly a kite.&lt;br /&gt;We used to share fudge sundaes, and ice cream in a cone.&lt;br /&gt;And though you cannot see him... I'm not standing here alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause my daddy's always with me, even though we are apart&lt;br /&gt;I know because he told me... he'll forever be in my heart'&lt;br /&gt;With that, her little hand reached up, and lay across her chest.&lt;br /&gt;Feeling her own heartbeat, beneath her favorite dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And from somewhere there in the crowd of dads... her mother stood in tears.&lt;br /&gt;Proudly watching her daughter, who was wise beyond her years.&lt;br /&gt;For she stood up for the love of a man no longer in her life...&lt;br /&gt;Doing what was best for her, doing what was right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when she dropped her hand back down, staring straight into the crowd.&lt;br /&gt;She finished with a voice so soft...but a message clear and loud.&lt;br /&gt;'I love my daddy very much...he's my shining star. &lt;br /&gt;And if he could, he'd be here...but heaven's just too far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see he is a Marine and died just this past year.&lt;br /&gt;When a roadside bomb hit his convoy and taught Americans to fear.&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes when I close my eyes...it's like he never went away.'&lt;br /&gt;And then she closed her eyes...and saw him there that day.&lt;br /&gt;And to her mother's amazement, she witnessed with surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A room full of daddies and children, all starting to close their eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Who knows what they saw before them...who knows what they felt inside.&lt;br /&gt;'I know you're with me Daddy,'...to the silence she called out.&lt;br /&gt;And what happened next made believers, of those once filled with doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not one in that room could explain it...for each of their eyes had been closed.&lt;br /&gt;But there on the desk beside her...was a fragrant long-stemmed pink rose.&lt;br /&gt;And a child was blessed, if only for a moment..by the love of her shining star.&lt;br /&gt;And given the gift of believing...that heaven is never too far.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Leaving For The Flatlands  (canon) (bbm art) ( torry28)</title>
    <published>2009-06-24T02:40:25Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-24T02:40:25Z</updated>
    <category term="leavin&amp;apos; for the flatlands canon bbm art"/>
    <lj:music>Leavin' or the flatlans</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweetly flows the water from the mountain&lt;br /&gt;Softly falls the rain upon the leaves&lt;br /&gt;Gently blows the breeze among the cedars&lt;br /&gt;Quietly my heart is on its knees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could anything in all creation&lt;br /&gt;Be more beautiful then all I see&lt;br /&gt;With it all my heart is not rejoicing&lt;br /&gt;Because the one I love is not with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere in between us was a difference&lt;br /&gt;Not we or all this beauty could secure&lt;br /&gt;And I know now my heart will ache forever&lt;br /&gt;And I wonder if this mountain can endure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/00086q8x/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" border="0" width="184" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/00086q8x/s320x240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm leavin' for the flatlands&lt;br /&gt;Goin' back where I was conceived&lt;br /&gt;Goin' back where nobody knows the difference&lt;br /&gt;This mountain knows too much about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought it was written up in heaven&lt;br /&gt;That you would be with me and I with you&lt;br /&gt;Sun and moon and stars must feel the difference&lt;br /&gt;They're wishin' there was somethin' they could do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm leavin' for the flatlands&lt;br /&gt;Goin' back where I was conceived&lt;br /&gt;Goin' back where nobody knows the difference&lt;br /&gt;This mountain knows too much about me.&lt;br /&gt;This mountain knows too much about me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song by Don Williams&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>I took this from Mireille</title>
    <published>2009-06-18T17:10:14Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-18T17:10:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">If there is one person or more on your friends list who makes your world a better place just because they exist and who you would notnot met&amp;nbsp;(in real life or not without the internet, then post this same sentence in your journal.</content>
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    <title>For Carole.</title>
    <published>2009-06-14T05:57:53Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-14T05:59:22Z</updated>
    <category term="dedicated to carole"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy&amp;nbsp; Birthday Carole&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/0009zysh/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" border="0" width="183" alt="" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/0009zysh/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Shadows of The Night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 3 in the morning, &lt;br /&gt;the rain like butterfly kisses&lt;br /&gt;And sleet caresses the roof.&lt;br /&gt;And I&amp;nbsp; am absent sleep&lt;br /&gt;I watch a fly seek the sun &lt;br /&gt;Inside the shade of a black desk lamp.&lt;br /&gt;And remove it with the flick of my finger.&lt;br /&gt;It is gone into the long dark night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As go the shades of thousands&lt;br /&gt;Round the globe&lt;br /&gt;In the early morning hours.&lt;br /&gt;Empty, Empty their minds. Empty their souls,.&lt;br /&gt; Empty their bodies now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Distracted by voices that shuffle in my head&lt;br /&gt;I turn my eyes inward&lt;br /&gt;Turn my mind outward&lt;br /&gt;To feel the images of life.&lt;br /&gt;And what some call, &lt;br /&gt;The call of the dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see souls leaving bodies in hospital rooms.&lt;br /&gt;Some smile with relief.&lt;br /&gt;Others fight the dread&lt;br /&gt;Of the long dark night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their silent screams lay heavy&lt;br /&gt;In the twilight world.&lt;br /&gt;Between worlds &lt;br /&gt;of ignorance and stifled minds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their bodies go still&lt;br /&gt;Go cold&lt;br /&gt;Go to ground.&lt;br /&gt;Like cast off leaves&lt;br /&gt;In the autumn shuffle&lt;br /&gt;Such is life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in another hospital room&lt;br /&gt;Or a savage hut&lt;br /&gt;A woman with sweat on her brow&lt;br /&gt;Her face contorted&lt;br /&gt;Her belly engorged&lt;br /&gt;By the fruit of love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Or was it lust?&lt;br /&gt;Screams&amp;quot;Enough&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;And breathes as hard or harder&lt;br /&gt;Than the moment that brought her thus.&lt;br /&gt;Her eyes too roll back inside her head&lt;br /&gt;She shudders a last long breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And from her womb,&lt;br /&gt;That still dark place of love&lt;br /&gt;Into the light&lt;br /&gt;Emerges life's Antidote to death.&lt;br /&gt;A child&lt;br /&gt;A boy&lt;br /&gt;A girl&lt;br /&gt;A soul&lt;br /&gt;That died (they say)&lt;br /&gt;In another body&lt;br /&gt;Another time&lt;br /&gt;A time long gone or yet to be&lt;br /&gt;Or was it yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, says a voice inside my head,&lt;br /&gt;The spiral of life&lt;br /&gt;Like the storming tornado&lt;br /&gt;Or the autumn winds of change&lt;br /&gt;Will tear leaves from the trees&lt;br /&gt;That in the dawn of spring&lt;br /&gt;Each soul for which we grieve&lt;br /&gt;May live again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foe life goes on forever&lt;br /&gt;In the ebbing and flowing&lt;br /&gt;Tides of time.&lt;br /&gt;Seeing thus, I welcome&lt;br /&gt;The dawning light&lt;br /&gt;For my inner visions&lt;br /&gt;Have helped me through&lt;br /&gt;The shadows of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;By&amp;nbsp; Michael Knight&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;Miss you.&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title> Broken Hearts ( canon ) ( bbm art ) ( torry28 )</title>
    <published>2009-06-07T17:59:33Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-07T17:59:33Z</updated>
    <category term="broken hearts (canon ) (bbm art) (torry2"/>
    <lj:music>Always There by Russell Watson</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Coffee black, cigarettes, &lt;br /&gt;start this day, like all the rest.&lt;br /&gt;First thing every morning that I do,&lt;br /&gt;is start missing you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/0009q1h7/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" border="0" width="313" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/0009q1h7/s320x240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some broken hearts never mend,&lt;br /&gt;some memories never end,&lt;br /&gt;some tears will never dry,&lt;br /&gt;my love for you will never die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rendezvous in the night,&lt;br /&gt;A willing woman to hold me tight,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/0009rqcd/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" border="0" width="313" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/0009rqcd/s320x240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/0009wdgq/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" border="0" width="183" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/0009wdgq/s320x240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in the middle of love's embrace,&lt;br /&gt;I see you face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/0009s2at/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" border="0" width="310" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/0009s2at/s320x240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/0009tdae/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" border="0" width="183" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/0009tdae/s320x240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some broken hearts never mend,&lt;br /&gt;some memories never end,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/0009xsxy/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" border="0" width="312" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/0009xsxy/s320x240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/0009yz8d/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" border="0" width="183" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/0009yz8d/s320x240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some tears will never dry,&lt;br /&gt;my love for you will never die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song by Don Williams&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Wedding Dance (canon) (art) ( torry28 )</title>
    <published>2009-05-24T23:13:51Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-24T23:13:51Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>I believe</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;This is a brief view of Alma Jr. and Kurt's wedding and the father, daughter dance.&lt;br /&gt;I borrowed the characters from Anni, no disrespect meant to her or the actors portraying the characters of BBM.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone familiar with the story is aware Jack is no longer alive at this stage. But my imagination allows him to talk to Ennis and reveal to him some occurrences still to come in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;quot; Daughter of Mine&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000989hh/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" border="0" width="181" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000989hh/s320x240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; These are the thoughts of a father&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; On the wedding day of his daughter&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; As his mind wanders back to the &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; first time he held her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/00099qrr/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" border="0" width="184" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/00099qrr/s320x240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looks at her now, the same pride in his eyes&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; As onto the dance floor they glide&lt;br /&gt;This is the dance of the bride and the father&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/0009axsq/s320x240" style="width: 200px; height: 260px;" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Dance with me daughter of mine&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; On this you wedding day&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Dance with me daughter of mine&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; You'll soon be going away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/0009bc9e/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" border="0" width="188" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/0009bc9e/s320x240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you so, since you first began&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Now you found a new man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/0009cceh/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" border="0" width="183" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/0009cceh/s320x240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I love you so, and this you must know&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; That my love won't falter&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So dance with me daughter&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Beautiful daughter of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We walk down the aisle&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; On my face there's a smile&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; But deep in my heart there's a tear&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Our friends and relations&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; are there in the church&lt;br /&gt;With smiles on their faces they stare&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; As we walk t'ward the man&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; who has stolen your heart&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And to whom I must give you away&lt;br /&gt;But I wish you love and happiness too&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; On this your wedding day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The dance has begun&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We twirl around the floor&lt;br /&gt;But I know you're not my little girl any more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/0009d4pg/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" border="0" width="184" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/0009d4pg/s320x240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; A lovely young woman has taken her place&lt;br /&gt;And there's happiness written all over her face&lt;br /&gt;But always remember although we must part&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;You may leave my arms, but never my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; (&amp;nbsp;Continues at the Reception&amp;nbsp;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/0009e1yt/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" border="0" width="312" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/0009e1yt/s320x240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;quot;She is beautiful, Cowboy.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/0009fx09/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" border="0" width="185" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/0009fx09/s320x240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Thank you Jack, I think so too!!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;quot;Jack???!!!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/0009gr7t/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" border="0" width="313" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/0009gr7t/s320x240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;quot;Damn, someone must have spiked the punch&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; (&amp;nbsp;Later Down the Road )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/00086q8x/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" border="0" width="184" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/00086q8x/s320x240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/0009kf0s/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" border="0" width="313" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/0009kf0s/s320x240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;quot;Is it time, Jack?&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;quot;Not yet, Cowboy, but soon.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Will I ...will I be able to....?&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;quot;Hold&amp;nbsp; your first Grandson?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/0009pkzp/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" border="0" width="184" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/0009pkzp/s320x240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;quot;Yes Ennis, Lizzy is going to have a little brother.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It's wonderful don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Junior and Kurt with two girls of their own.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And Bobby and Francine combining&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; the Del Mar and Twist blood.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Never would have dreamed it.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Jack? I love you, always have, you do know that now, don't you?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I do, Ennis, I always known, we'll be together soon , Babe.&lt;br /&gt;until then tell little Ennis Jack how much his two grandpas love him.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;quot;I miss you so much, Jack.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Me too, Ennis, soon Babe, I will bring us home soon.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Song by John Mc Dermott&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:torry28:27327</id>
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    <title>chocolate art torry 28</title>
    <published>2009-05-04T21:20:44Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-04T21:20:44Z</updated>
    <category term="art torry 28"/>
    <category term="chocolate"/>
    <content type="html">I'm not entering the chocolate drabble contest just wanted to play along &lt;br /&gt;the only way I know with pictures.&lt;br /&gt;Borrowed the characters from Anni,&lt;br /&gt;No offence to her or the Actors portraying the same.&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/00094ks0/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warning : Nudity&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/00094ks0/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" border="0" width="313" alt="" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/00094ks0/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Hey bud, that was some great tasting chow you fixed, how about&lt;br /&gt;we clean up some and dessert is on me.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Oh, yea? What is this dessert, you've been holding out on me?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;A little hint for you Rodeo, starts with &amp;quot;C&amp;quot; and ends with &amp;quot;Oh, God.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;That good,&amp;nbsp; woowee, can't wait.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Mmm.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/00095d99/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" border="0" width="184" alt="" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/00095d99/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Hey, wait up cowboy, where the hell your going?!!!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000967tq/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" border="0" width="184" alt="" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000967tq/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Better hurry,&amp;nbsp; before its all washed away.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/00097tfd/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" border="0" width="185" alt="" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/00097tfd/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Chocolate? Ennis !!! Oh, God !!!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>Happy Birthday Dagi krokomaus</title>
    <published>2009-05-02T09:31:36Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-03T19:04:38Z</updated>
    <category term="happy birthday wish art torry28"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/0008xz8s/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" border="0" width="184" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/0008xz8s/s320x240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/00011f2b/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" border="0" width="171" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/00011f2b/s320x240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Ennis and Jack as I see them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Dagi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you , always.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Torry&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:torry28:26683</id>
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    <title>He's Watching (can) (art) (torry28)</title>
    <published>2009-04-19T08:16:29Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-19T08:16:29Z</updated>
    <category term="he&amp;apos;s watching (can) (art) (tory28)"/>
    <lj:music>L'Ultimo Re</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; He's Watching.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/00091h2r/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" border="0" width="316" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/00091h2r/s320x240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000926ex/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" border="0" width="313" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/torry28/pic/000926ex/s320x240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within the dark sky above, I see a sign&lt;br /&gt;Within the distant clouds, I see a friend of mine&lt;br /&gt;And&amp;nbsp; then as the shadows disappear&lt;br /&gt;He smiles at me and I know,&lt;br /&gt;He's watching&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H lives within the heaven and he lives within my mind&lt;br /&gt;All I can feel is the love he left behind&lt;br /&gt;Then he will whisper in my ear&lt;br /&gt;He tells me I should know&lt;br /&gt;He's watching&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm grown old&lt;br /&gt;I'm strengthened by the tears I've never shown&lt;br /&gt;I'm strengthened by the years I've never known&lt;br /&gt;Once afraid of facing them alone&lt;br /&gt;And every day I have some place to go&lt;br /&gt;I've traveled very far from the life I used to know&lt;br /&gt;But still when I close my eyes and dream&lt;br /&gt;I feel him near and I know&lt;br /&gt;He's Watching me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Peter Cincotti.&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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