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Slow and easy
A young mind in my teens
I was Raised with care
Felt cursed as a virgin
This cross I bare
I was ten plus nine
with a notch-less belt
green as the grass
The warm and wet I yet felt
A close call or two, so glad it past
One summer night my virginity past
As life should be, unhurried
As life should be, unhurried and moving forward as each new day presents itself with its blessings. Thanks for sharing.
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