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Aug 2022
Young, is what we all were at some point.
Growing rapidly is what our parents say.
Boy meets girl.
Girl meets boy.
They become friends.
Then become more than friends.
Three years later celebrated prom.
Hurray!!!
Year after that Graduation.
They get lost into college and find other fish in the sea.
Decades later A high school reunion.
young is what they were. middle aged is what they are now.
Boy finds girl, and the girl finds the boy.
Tears of joy seap out of their eyes as they hug.
Tighter and tighter.
The bond is strong!
when years turn decades.
Emma Grace Coomes
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Emma Grace Coomes  16/F/Oklahoma (US)
(16/F/Oklahoma (US))   
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