Wooden Post
on a mission for modesty....
Wednesday, 4 April 2012
Unromantically Yours
When I was young I grew up so alone
I thought I would never grow older with anyone.
I wanted most to see my growing done.
So that whoever I was with I might live
in sharing calm, unjealous tense free present.
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