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For Stormy's contest week starting 4/4 |
In this season of romance and love I sit and look at the buds on the trees The bloosoms forming on the rose bushes. I find myself pretending I am a teen again, to feel the classic boyfriend/girlfriend relation where I could start over. I would do it so differently. The issue of not getting caught in the hell created is non-existent. Listening to others who knew better, a priority; above and beyond my feelings at the time. |