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Wednesday, January 26, 2011
The group ran to Bianca and knelt down at her side. Even as they noticed her exhausted state, they couldn’t help but see something more. Her face was aglow like the northern lights. Her eyes were shining like something they had never seen before. They didn’t know where Bianca had been but they couldn’t help but see that what ever she had witnessed had to be awesome. Mark could hardly contain himself wondering if Bianca had found the land of freedom. (pkj)
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