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The Love of Someday

A legion of fear marches closer and closer. I stand frozen like an icicle that is melting. Remembering the perfect move to escape. Standing alone as the desert fades to black. The nowhere man makes his nowhere plans. He calls out a forgotten lover's forgotten name. Then hears her calling back...my sweetest love! Can this story, will this story, have a happy end? That is up to you my friend, will you call for her? That one from so long ago, that you still love!

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Date: 1/13/2021 8:04:00 PM
“The nowhere man makes his nowhere plans” - love the irony of this statement. Bravo.
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Meru Groen
Date: 1/15/2021 8:52:00 AM
Thank you Caren, I always enjoy your comments so much, you have a knowing that cares.

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