Love Is Where You Go #amwriting

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Love Is Where You Go

  I thought I was a red-neck country girl
two-stepping, twang-speaking
dust-raising
Frye-boot wearing
Trish Yearwood-singing girl

But country boys didn’t like me.
 
I returned to school
Got a job in a science lab
(what?!)
 
I was seen.
heard
understood.
 
I blossomed
I became
I loved

and accepted love
 
Love may not be where you dream
But it can be where you go

Sascha Darlington

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