The Tardy Cherub

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Cupid snoozed—his alarm betrayed, Wings askew, his bow mislaid. Love showed up a moment late, Blushing, breathless, tempting fate. Turns out hearts still fell just fine— Even tardy arrows hit on time.

Music, Manuscripts and Memories

 Three things beautiful

Ok, “books” was sacrificed for “manuscripts,” for the sake of alliteration. But still, my greatest treasures.

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