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my best feeling in the world was being a camp councelor, having hordes of kiddies wanting piggy back rides and one in particular clinging to me all week. towards the end of camp, she hugged me tight and said "i wish you were my sister". awww. warm fuzzies and i don't even like kids ;P
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And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.
~Anais Nin
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