Mrs Rosalinda,
But no..., the last quarter of your message was truncated and I couldn't decipher the part where you mentioned fear.
I remember the years of Star Avenue gone by like a script I read just yesterday; the stills of the motion picture replaying right before my eyes- OmG!!, if you knew how much I adored you so deep in my heart, how much I longed and what I'd have given just to protect you-
Speak to me Linda, and as to thy thinkings... this long journey and the results of this search...
For I shall be telling this with a sigh, somewhere ages hence- two separate lives diverged in a woods, and.....
(at least in a moment of self doubt and sadness, there's somebody at the end of this divide who can inspire me )
But no..., the last quarter of your message was truncated and I couldn't decipher the part where you mentioned fear.
I remember the years of Star Avenue gone by like a script I read just yesterday; the stills of the motion picture replaying right before my eyes- OmG!!, if you knew how much I adored you so deep in my heart, how much I longed and what I'd have given just to protect you-
Speak to me Linda, and as to thy thinkings... this long journey and the results of this search...
For I shall be telling this with a sigh, somewhere ages hence- two separate lives diverged in a woods, and.....
(at least in a moment of self doubt and sadness, there's somebody at the end of this divide who can inspire me )
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