Secrets stayed sealed under cupid-sick lips.
The day has come.... the day has finally come.
Now secrets out and broken open .
All the preconceived ideas and notions of what could come of reaction...
Swept away with wind and with the simple steps of a summer walk....
Secret kept is now out. Souls trapped... now freed.
God... how it feels great to be free... and out in the open.
Star-crossed yet stubbornly sworn into love under Cupids red arrow.
Congratulations. One or more pieces of your writing has been published in the first Whitman Sampler. The sampler represents the best writing of students in the program over the past three years:
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