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Unformatted text preview: (this road is a river!) You walk me right out of my depth! Someone, silly heart, is exceedingly ignorant here— Aren’t you a little too easy near Mehy? If he sees that I see him, I know He will know how my heart flutters (Oh, Mehy!) I know I will blurt out, “[I love you, Mehy!]” (I mustn’t!) No, all he would do is [make me one of his Temporary girlfriend]…. .(I know) [. . .] (Oh, Mehy!)...
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- Spring '08
- World Literature, The Crest, Mehy, Nefrus my friend, small creeping thing