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May 2011
A cool summer breeze
sent your hair past
your eyes.
You opened your arms,
looked toward the heavens,
and the sunlight
illuminated everything
that I fell in love with.

Then you grabbed my hand
and we ran toward the waters.
You kicked off your sandals
and rolled up your jeans.

I followed your lead,
and it was the best
decision I've made.
Tyler Nicholas
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