I begin with kindness. Or at least something that resembles kindness.
I then go to gentleness. Or at least how one perceives it. A peck on the cheek, a soft touch, or a lingering look.
And then I end with forgiveness.
For 2014, I agree with Ms. Odette Quesada. For all intents and purposes, dreaming is no longer a childish thing. And love is not a game that children play.
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