From: denisesharpe15@yahoo.com   
      
   Look at the Pulse cover   
      
   She moves through the mountains and down to the sea   
   She's studying the Planets searching for signs   
   Birds of the air   
   Tides dance and ebb and sway   
   Her eyes promise mystery and her treasure to find   
   On the road to The Sun.   
      
   But I don't care about the man with the drum anymore.   
      
   If any of you don't get this, then you're only here to stop me from talking.   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)