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Dec 2014
the wind was haunting.
reminded me of sand between
our toes and skin on mine as
the sun hit the water exploding
into the pinks and oranges
that reminded us how we felt.
just when the sky could give
no more her hand took mine
and the stars smiled, their
fire illuminating our hearts
and bursting into sparks;
landing on the sand, happy
to witness something like us.
Porter
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Porter  Tennessee
(Tennessee)   
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