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.

Learning To Fly

Feel like posting songs again (don’t have time to write much nowadays and it’s killing me—so many things I miss). There will be a theme which will become evident before long. May all be well! 



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