My Dove...
This was the same beautiful dove from my earlier post on September 24, 2007. The dove who was the most beautiful dove I ever saw because she loved me. She landed on my windshield wiper and was a little upset with me because she hadn't seen me in three months after I complimented her. She felt that I wasn't sincere and just said those things to win her affections. I explained that I was truly sincere. And I love her as well. And I explained that we didn't have to physically be around each other to share the love. I have given her my heart. She will always have it. Even though we can't be together. I have no greater gift for her. She cried. Then pooped on my windshield. And flew away. Whatever that is supposed to mean...
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