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M n m n I,
Reading this piece, I can't help imagining you and Possum getting together having a drink at a cyber-cafe somewhere around oh, 8 or 9, while John Lennon coming down from the heavens (with the Beatles, of course) belting out his utmost tribute to 'love' . . .
:-)
Love is real, real is love
Love is feeling, feeling love
Love is wanting to be loved
Love is touch, touch is love
Love is reaching, reaching love
Love is asking to be loved
Love is you
You and me
Love is knowing
We can be
Love is free, free is love
Love is living, living love
Love is needing to be loved
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Wouldn't that be perfect, Grampa Pogi?
The hypothetical virtually realized with avatars
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I saw Possum's response, I think both of you must really meet.
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You seem to love so deep. That's amazing! I'll see you at WC.
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That's a thought, Evita
Shall we ever know, possum?
Thanks to you both for your comments
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MnmnI,
Who need Avatars . . . all you need to do is hop on a plane bound for New South Wales and you might be sipping Australian Chiraz with the real Possum. I heard you could only find Possums down under (I mean, the cuntry okay? Ooops, the *country*, sorry typo alert ) . . . and don't get Grampa gutter on your mind :-)
Gee, why do I hear the song "Love is a many-splendored thing" blaring in the background? :-)
Grampa
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A lot of tease down under
Don't wanna be in a hotdog dog dilemma, Grampa
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How will you ever know the real Possum, m n m n I, if you don't go down under? We can have the best pink champagne in town. And one thing, Possum glows and she doesn't bite at all. It could be a major sea change for you. Hey, I'm just kidding.
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Romantic!
^_^
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