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"Oftentimes, sometimes I think of you. I drive by the street where you used to live. I don't know now if you're alive or not. Blessings to you I give. I don't know if you're married or a widow. All I know is just this ^I Loved You Gala^, but I never did tell you Oh! I loved your meekness, your sweetness... Happen upon we were in the same school in junior high. My heart asked me why you didn't say anything bout how I feel. Gala you had such loving eyes and you wore glasses your hair was auburn skin as bronze you were, so friendly often times so endearing. And yes I should have said something but alas I was afraid to. To say something. Your name is Gala my first crush. Gala Steward wish you knew that I like you. Was in Junior High in 1968. You kind of look like my mother with those pretty eyes girl, you're so great. Your name is Gala I should have persuaded my mind cuz. My heartwas already there. I walked you home from school one day. It was such a lovely way. The name is Gala, Gala Stewart I hope all is well in your life and that you've very affluent for I was to shy to say. That I love you to embarrass to say. Anything, I was foolish a dope, didn't listen to my heart. Well who knows maybe if I now pray. Best wishes to see you again one day. Whether you're married or not hope God blessing at first thought. Gala you were my first love but I never told ya!" ~This is a verse bout my first crush in middle school Horace Mann Junior High School...~ [ dedicated to Gala Stewart Wherever You Are] 4/20/20 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2020

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