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Cherylyn...In hose and high -heeled shoes...waits lipsticked on the threshold of womanhood...Awaiting the emergence of her hour.She is a bud that will burst to bloom . Somewhere inside a pulse is stirring of dreams yet to come of monied times love and laughter Home and family of coming days of nspringtime warmth with drowsy-buzzing bees...at picnic time drifting on currents of summer air All viewed in womanly promise.
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Apr 1, 2013
Apr 1, 2013 at 9:00 PM UTC
The Waiting Hour By Victor Tripp Of Philly
Cherylyn...In hose and high -heeled shoes...waits lipsticked on the threshold of womanhood...Awaiting the emergence of her hour.She is a bud that will burst to bloom . Somewhere inside a pulse is stirring of dreams yet to come of monied times love and laughter Home and family of coming days of nspringtime warmth with drowsy-buzzing bees...at picnic time drifting on currents of summer air All viewed in womanly promise.
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Apr 1, 2013
Apr 1, 2013 at 9:00 PM UTC
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