A Pondering Mind

its a perfect day to take a stroll, when a young female stops a few feet away. she has a dumbfounded look on her face… he stops dead in his tracks … excuse me… you look like you are lost… she replied… i am lost … do you need help… since you say that you are lost… nope… okay … so how can i help you in any other way … she told him i am no longer lost … huh … why is that he asked… because i found you … so my quest is over for finding the first man that noticed i was lost…

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oh how the words come flowing out. makes writing so much fun…