Tuesday, March 3, 2009

Dear Eskimo Friend, Comments

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Once I dreamt I was far away, in a land full of ice and cold,
My long blonde hair blew in the breeze; my years weren't all that old.

My boots were tired and longed for change; my heart was new and free,
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