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May 2015
He was my 911.
It was like, my heartbeat would speed up whenever he calls out for me.
I would always be ready,
ready to run toward him,
read to fall,
ready to plunge into danger,
ready to dive into deep waters
to get to him, to save him.
And in the end he'd always say with a smile,
"I knew you'd come."
Lunar
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Lunar  25/seaside soul
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