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April 1, 2012 vol 8 no 1

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Patricia N. Rogers

First kiss

A faint kiss that reminded me of the wind as it brushed across my lips. But I had no time to savor what could have been the prelude to something more. For puckered lips, admonished that little boys and little girls do not play together behind closed doors.

the beginning
of innocence