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I woke remembering a kiss. When you get old, if it happens, like this, if you recall a kiss like this one, I can't forget; you'll know such things do happen after you get old. If you are lucky or blesst with one such kiss you do know: there are kisses worth getting old to get.
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Jul 15, 2020
Jul 15, 2020 at 10:40 AM UTC
A kiss I remembered
I woke remembering a kiss. When you get old, if it happens, like this, if you recall a kiss like this one, I can't forget; you'll know such things do happen after you get old. If you are lucky or blesst with one such kiss you do know: there are kisses worth getting old to get.
First thought caught, before I whistled it away,
kenpepiton
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77/M/Pine Valley CA
Jul 15, 2020
Jul 15, 2020 at 10:40 AM UTC
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