I remember calling a girl for a date while I was still in high school. I had written out my script. I dialed her number a dozen times, but I hung up each time before I got to the last digit. When she canceled our date, I cried and cried. I loved her so. But now that I know that love has no fear, I must go see her. If only I knew where she lived. If only I could remember her name.
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