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Hilary K 2

We danced like we were hippies: frolicking happily and light. In a party of the sixties, we danced all through the night.

What is happiness for a time? Just laugh a little smile. Hilary, you bring on the sublime, even for just a little while.

How lucky am I? To love so many so much. Quite the fortunate guy, as I see it as such.

I’m honored as a safe space for you. And I wonder when you knew you knew. Because now I trust a feeling I have too. Perhaps you’ll let me confide in you?

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