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nikk Jan 2014
Drive through the forest, oblivious to the perfection that's closed around us. Sit near the river as the winds crash alongside the water brushing the shallow tide to waves crashing against the bay again and again, coming back stronger each time. We'll wait for the sunset in your beaten down mustang, and in that moment I'll fall in love with you.

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