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May 2017
It was a little playful,
That coy and brooding look,
So I can be forgiven,
For having quick mistook,

The ****** of your intentions,
I hadn't an explanation lent,
I'm always mistaking friendly gestures,
For amorous intent.
Megan Sherman
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