A Rhapsody of Youth.

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So eager to learn of love, too often on my knees. Not willing to fully commit, but everyone has needs. I confused passion for love, far too many times, convicted of sharing too much with too many, but I confess my crimes. In the throws of hormones, those awkward first steps into the carnal flesh, treading upon our own innocents, so ripe we swell, so fresh!