… juxtaposed


Dear S*****a,

Whenever I think of you,

My mind follows

All kinds of tender memories…

Like a child

Following fireflies on a

Summer evening…

I catch each

Twinkling memory,

Hold it glowing in my hand

And smile at its magic

Before I let it go.

So Glad You’re

My Friend!

… juxtaposed memorily

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