The boy is just a boy!
I need not weep and whine.
My waiting days are over.
I couldn't be happier!
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Nice work! And enjoy mine: Passing through long green tunnels again and again, She comes back to this blue green bay by a small train To free her pink adventure from his dull grey chain, And have a cup of black coffee in the harbor’s white rain. by Gordon Tseng
Wonderful freedom, eloquently written.