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Jun 2015
summer's breeze,
stolen kiss,
behind the trees,
what a bliss.

you were mine,
for a second,
so divine,
i reckoned.

by the end of the night,
we will say our goodbyes,
but i'll remember the light,
in your eyes.
Diana Mendes
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