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Original date: 5-31-2005

It was such a happy feeling to be there. She was good they said, but he never grasped how good she really was.  It was like singing along down the freeway, just a very good feeling. The fireworks shot off overhead, the beautiful fire raining down. The sweat dripped out of every pore, the drunk stumbled to the gun slinger. It was the little boy and the girl in the cowboy outfits, playing ball down the hall. they were inseparable it seemed, sitting next to each other every chance they could. Billiards and winning darts with your eyes closed. Care free they were, not a worry in the world until the year was over. Small animals and break dance fighting, such strangeness, but everything would be alright. Tomorrow they would wake and walk hand in hand again.