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Promenading on the Fine Line


Sunday, July 9, 2017 @ 8:00 PM
Lover.

He shifted in front of me, and with his hands on top of my shoulders, our gaze locked on very tightly for a tender moment and he spoke with confidence, "Lenna, your eyes have brightened up since the last time I saw you. How? Did you find a lover?" he jokingly asked after such a serious setup.

"Yes, I did; me."

"Ah, so I see. You are loving yourself, and then you will learn how to give love to others."

"Precisely."

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