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Four seven sixteen
Dark woods under an evening of a perfect golden sky full of starsĀ
Wind in our faces,unspoken words,and a few exchanged glances
Everything feeling so pure and beautiful with each drizzle
Yet closer than ever
........And then,I missed you even though you were right beside me
An aura of magnificent & heavenly
instance
Like Time standing still
in that moment and I swear
Our souls sparked and...
Monday 15th August 2016 5:15 am
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