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GW Park 9/15/19
I loved looking at him
the way his eyes crinkled at the sight of the sun
our white shoes getting messy in the sand
The sound of the lake water hitting the shore line
No communication just sounds of nature filling our ears
She loved him more than she could fathom
But he was too busy to notice
So she took screenshots with her mind
to remember his face and the way she f...
Thursday 26th September 2019 1:42 am
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