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The end of spring is here it's my favorite time of the year. The ocean's as cold as my last lovers heart, the sand feels the same - I suppose - as any beach does. The view is breathtaking even watching it alone. The sunset is so captivating, a sight I had never known. I take in all it is and as no more than to watch the sunset with you. One day - at least, one day real soon.
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Aug 26, 2015
Aug 26, 2015 at 10:53 AM UTC
5/31/15, for my sister
The end of spring is here it's my favorite time of the year. The ocean's as cold as my last lovers heart, the sand feels the same - I suppose - as any beach does. The view is breathtaking even watching it alone. The sunset is so captivating, a sight I had never known. I take in all it is and as no more than to watch the sunset with you. One day - at least, one day real soon.
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Aug 26, 2015
Aug 26, 2015 at 10:53 AM UTC
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