She had huge pretty almond eyes and a great sincere smile.
A pretty face.
So not like me.
I bought a tube of Tolberone, for old times sake.
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Dorothy's Journey
I have a grand plan, I'm on my way walking along the yellow brick road, I meet great friends that come and go along the way. And then I realised, having Toto (the dog not the lottery) by my side only makes it better but the journey is mine and mine alone.
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