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As a Child I Knew

By craig2

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I have never mentioned your beauty, yet that is why I write, to cup the youth of spring-like love and childhood days in the park. I’ve climbed the helpful oak as the sun moved from the clouds and only found your love beyond maturities and doubt. A self sustaining afternoon finds one naked among naked lines, once again I am seven years old, you are proud in your patent shoes. Written November 28th, 2001 © on Dec 28 2001 04:10 AM PST   0 • 8

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