Who was I ?A Poem by yellow brick roadWho was I before we met? One half of something, to be determined yet. The nervousness of something new, intrigue and pleasure: getting to know you. Turned to wild fantasies, dreaming, of what might be. © 2010 yellow brick roadReviews
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