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Dec 2018
Time of crashing seas
Salt of foam in breeze
Breathing in sand gritt
These teeth grinding amidst
Words of lava flow
Have never meant so much
To us as letters touch

Then come on everyone lol ADD TO IT
Chris
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Chris  34/M/San Antonio TX
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