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March 26, 2005
Fisher
There are skeletons and secrets in everyone. Those little things we don't want to give away. They are important - they are the bricks that build friendships. But what if they aren't true? Does that make the friendship a lie? Does the friend have a right to be set free, as it was captured with nets woven of untruths? Does the fish get a chance at a real fisherman? An oven and batter and hungry mouths who actually deserve it?
Posted by requiem at March 26, 2005 02:22 AM
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