May 1, 2023
by James Collins (author's profile)

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Date: APR. 29

Am like a little Tea Cup Poodle-Barking aimlessly into wind streams-Hoping to meet my life
mate.

Would she even know that I'm a hopeful, waiting for chance into bliss with her, or are we just
objects in flight, passing one another with a ripple of thought what can be said of unformed love.

I wonder what it feels like to be a single leaf on a vine.

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