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I've still got Bud on my mind.
It's hard being a young girl in love.
I wish it wasn't this way.
I want him to be the one.
I want him to dance with me.
Dance close and dance slow.
I want him to hold me tight.
I know I'll be safe.
I only wish.
If it were true, I'd be soaring like an eagle.

December 8, 1984

[INSERT RETCHING SOUNDS HERE]

By: Christina Peressini