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Lucy, by Wendy K. Gloss

Out of the blue, by pure chance, Could it be you have lit this flame? I feel the warmth, I’m pretty sure it’s there. We haven’t met, but your mind Has filled me with a strange feeling, One I haven’t … Continue reading

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