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May 2013
I spied you there
old friend
with new color to your cheek

I hid - for courage fled - you see
naughty thing
so proud and naked in plain sight

Do you remember me?
Placed in past love
loved, but past love now long past

Once open
to my comings
now forgotten and closed off.
Josh
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Josh
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   Adreishka and st64
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