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Oct 2016
I have yet to acquire the love
That is spoken of fondly in faint whispers
By naive, young girls

The all consuming
Saucer eyed
Butterflies-in-your-stomach love

The love that makes one sick
With anxiousness
And giddy
With excitement

And while I wish I had felt it with you
It seems like a terribly hopeless thing to be in
Sincerely Gill
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Sincerely Gill  Illinois
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