If only the hand— the hand that fits in yours so perfectly, were mine.
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Fireflies blinking Secret message to others Beware: Kids with jars.
Cornered by the past and future; nowhere to be except here and now.
Moonlit dew glistens the kudzu vines overgrown, strangling roadside trees.
The moment we met it was obvious that you weren’t into me. Yet.
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