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gold medals for loveif there were olympic gold medals for loveI would I'm sure I would win an event in that selfless, hopeless, despairing sort of love... ~ and when the torch was passed to me I would hold it proud I would cry my golden tears ~ and all these long lonesome years of training would finally find completion. (C) 8/26/96 Tom Brinck ACCESSIBILITY FEATURES / SITEMAP / CONTACT |
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