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Oh, Little Prince: you have tamed my heart. For anyone who has not read about his wonderful little life, I encourage you to.
I miss this feeling, one that I have not felt, nor had reason to feel, for almost a year. Warm summer nights when the air tastes sweeter than cane sugar and gentle breezes bring back memories of swingsets and sunsets that set forever, orange flames eternal as the wind that washes your face anew to gleeful innocence.
I wish now only that I had someone to hold and love.
I miss this feeling, one that I have not felt, nor had reason to feel, for almost a year. Warm summer nights when the air tastes sweeter than cane sugar and gentle breezes bring back memories of swingsets and sunsets that set forever, orange flames eternal as the wind that washes your face anew to gleeful innocence.
I wish now only that I had someone to hold and love.