Poetry
Catch sight of…
A poem.
There she was,
Cute,
Her angelic air,
Caught me off guard.
So I froze.
I froze in the middle of the mall,
And it wasn’t in the frozen products area.
A poem.
There she was,
Cute,
Her angelic air,
Caught me off guard.
So I froze.
I froze in the middle of the mall,
And it wasn’t in the frozen products area.
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