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Taking her time Aliza walked along the beach. She made sure to allow her feet push trails of sand through her toes. The cool damp earth felt like havean after the hot day they're had been today. As the sun dipped past the see she couldn't look at the bright refecltion that turned the water into a liquid gold breaking in blues.
With a soft sigh she thought about all the things happening at the camp. She had not made any new friends this year, she was to shy to speak to any one first. She kept her hair in a ponytail and arms crossed. It was the body form that could tell a bystander she feared crowds.
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Subject: They're is a Time for Everytime. (Mark) 
Wed Jun 13, 2012 12:33 pm
