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The ball is in your Court

Summers a plenty passed away, years later, father fate makes us meet again. How different you are? I have changed too; yet the bond is still maintained. 'Winnie Cooper' you were, in my childhood; while I pretended to be 'Kevin'. Eons later now, I feel it once more; but alas! The gods had a different view. Two paths ahead which one to choose, a dilemma it is for you to chew All I can do - is to confess my love, and pass the ball along to you, to cue.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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