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Wednesday, May 18, 2011
65 hours and counting...
Until my plane leaves Minneapolis and I'm on my way home.
The work is progressing nicely, tomorrow the truck arrives, Friday I head to Minneapolis. It's almost over, I can do it.
There is another reason to want to be back in my Treehouse, a hope.
For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul.
Peace to you and yours.
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