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Archive for May 15th, 2013

A little boy is waiting here,
He’s looking for some dreams.
He thinks he may have lost them,
Or so that’s what it seems.

He’s searching high and searching low,
Tween branches all so green.
Not a single one does he now find,
Nor are any to be seen.

He chooses that he’ll take a chance,
And in a girl he trusts.
Feared that she will judge him so,
Because he thinks she must.

Sharing all the simplest things,
Thoughts that carry far.
The things that you don’t often find,
True friends I think they are.

In time he comes to understand,
Her kindness is so pure,
A friendship formed so easily,
Serendipity for sure.

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