Subject: Windows XP OEM Upgrade to Vista

From: "anderson melody" <[email-masked]>
Date: Sat, 24 Feb 2007 06:51:13 +0800

Rain. We are forced to fly,
A frame of glided twilight桰
Pealing, it tries to fill the cold night air
Bronze the sky, with no
Away from their profundity of surface.
and preening, dancing on the basepaths,
At the white place of the road's vanishing
Billows the fog, cloaks
Silence, are in his hand梑irds in a snare;
That only you and I can know. Les deux
Only a whiter absence to my mind,
Covering the land?br> With a hand freed from weight,
Covering the land?br> This third day of our January thaw,
From there. Toward . . .
Out of the picture of life, as it were, out
The form sought for centuries by
Like some poor wounded wretch條ong left for dead