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Post by Mark Rays. on Dec 29, 2007 20:37:19 GMT -5
Mark gave his head a shake, he loved it up there on the tailings, it was just so quiet and calm. No one else went up there except for the Fourth of July. Mark sat on the grass, right next the spot where it caught on fire two years ago.
Mark was one of those guys who just liked think. Those kind of guys were hard to find, and Mark was happy to be one of those guys. He heaved a sigh, lying back, looking up at the sky, bitinf his lip slightly.
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