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Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2011 7:09 pm
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Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2011 7:33 pm
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Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2011 7:44 pm
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Noticing the dullness in Nicholas's gaze, Leila played a chord and smiled at the sweeter sound the guitar strings made now that she'd tuned them. After a moment, she started playing a song she'd heard on her original master's radio a lot, changing the words just a bit.
"Dear Nicholas, won't you come out to play? Dear Nicholas, greet the brand new day The sun is up, the sky is blue It's beautiful and so are you Dear NIcholas, won't you come out to play?
Dear Nicholas, open up your eyes Dear Nicholas, see the sunny skies The wind is low the birds will sing That you are part of everything Dear Nicholas, won't you open up your eyes?"
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Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2011 7:57 pm
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Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2011 8:07 pm
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Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2011 8:17 pm
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Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2011 8:23 pm
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Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2011 8:31 pm
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Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2011 8:37 pm
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Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2011 9:16 pm
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Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2011 9:32 pm
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Posted: Sat Nov 12, 2011 4:29 pm
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Posted: Sat Nov 12, 2011 4:48 pm
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Posted: Sat Nov 12, 2011 7:24 pm
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Posted: Sat Nov 12, 2011 7:27 pm
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