i tell the young boy, don't
give your heart
away to just anyone.
no one.
keep it to yourself
for as long as you can.
love
you, before all others,
and you'll be
saved from a wrong choice,
from all that hell.
but, he says.
but.
and i can see in his eyes,
hear it in his stammer,
that it's too late,
much too late.
a girl has caught his eye.
and so it begins.
so it begins.
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