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Mar 2015
We're sitting on the beach, our love does not grow dim,
Like the sunset on the skyline, pretty but faint and grim.
We're like it's brighter rays, not the setting part at all,
We're lingering in this summer, until we come to Fall.
I decided to express the seasons as love poems.
Daniel Thorne
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Daniel Thorne  21/M/Michigan
(21/M/Michigan)   
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