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David Whalen

Rookie - 78 Points (5/18/38 / Covington Kentucky)

Seasons



As is the fate of flower petals
All things must wither away
…In the Fall…

Sad it tis, that love's made of mist
Ne'er meant to stay
and tis love…
I'll miss most of all


Submitted: Wednesday, March 20, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, March 20, 2013

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