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my name.... Ivy. Ive learned to live with it, I used to hate it as a child because of all the poison ivy jokes. Well I have the last laugh; for some strange reason I cannot catch poison Ivy. You can rub it allover me and nothing will happen. You can take an infected person and rub them allover me (lol) and nothing. Yes I'm special! (in a non conceited way)
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Do not stand at my grave and weep; I am not there. I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow. I am the diamond glints on snow. I am the sunlight on ripened grain. I am the gentle autumn's rain. When you awaken in the morning's hush, I am the swift uplifting rush of quiet birds in circled flight. I am the soft stars that shine at night. Do not stand at my grave and cry; I am not there, I did not die. R.I.P. Bandit 7-12-08 I love you I miss you.
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