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Sep262022

First Kiss

AuthorVelvet Snoutingdingle

 

There is the welcome sigh of an early autumn wind which touches my bare arm. I remember a girl, long, long ago, whose touch gave me the same icy shiver of joy. Alas the wind does not follow up its caress with that first kiss and the precious memory will have to do.

 

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