View Blog    At The Dinner Table I can undernourish myself by eating up love at the table. Are these sentiments well-chosen? I can fill my heart with conviction. I can say it with my heart. I can convince myself to fall in love again. My heart can be broken. Can I live it down, after confessing my love to all at the dinner table? What did I say? Did I say something unintended? I extract you from my system. I try to extract my words. Lydia Workman     Posted by lydiaworkman on 2008-03-03 12:22:37 | Rating: | Views: 25     Email This to a Friend Friend's Email *    Friend's Name*    Your Name*    Security code*    Refresh Image                 Print This Blog Post     Bookmark: Delicious  Digg  Reddit  Facebook  StumbleUpon    Permalink:      Blog Comments Nothing found Would you like to comment?     (Maximum characters: 5000)     You have characters left.      Security code:                                                     Refresh Image

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