Hooked
You hooked me, twenty-eight years ago, with your shy smile and elusive ways. I was scared but you were more so which made me brave. I would I had known you all my life (or even before) but I...
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Tree skeletons acquire accoutrements each passing day pale green regalia not the deep green of Summer when the change in color is so gradual as to be imperceptible nor the fleeting riot of color of...
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