i was moody
i was ready i was
running through a field
i was young i was
adventurous
i was heading for a fall
you were walking
you were friendly eating raspberries
off the bush
you were older
and reticent and you
wanted to protect me
we were unlikely bound for friendship
in a deep and southern
town we drank orange juice
walked the shoreline
painted fences stood us
down
by kwm
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