One cheeky afternoon, when
The air smelt tense
A confession was made
Which forfeited her innocence
To clear the sphere
It was on hold
Until all was clear
The truth be told
The days were passing
No one really cared
But to two people
Fear of reaction fared
One fine day again
Truth went out bold
And then knitting began
A lovely thread fold
Dedicated to 10 E :)
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