Posted in Midday Respite, Yours Truly

Midday Respite

My first love did not reveal itself in infancy, posthaste unto me.

My first love did not reveal itself in juvenility, posthaste unto me.

My first love did not reveal itself in maturation, posthaste unto me.

My first love did not reveal itself posthaste unto me.

My first love did not reveal itself unto me.

My first love was itself unto me.

My first love was itself.

My first love was.

My first love.

My first.

Love.

Was.

 

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"If he's honest, he'll steal; if he's human, he'll murder; if he's faithful, he'll deceive. Being at a loss to resolve these questions, I am resolved to leave them without any resolution." I have so much to say to you that I am afraid I shall tell you nothing."

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