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Jun 2015
the day ended the way it began
snow fell in a lazy swarm
and i remembered how in the summer
you always smelled like suntan lotion and soap
i think
i understood this all at one point
you said you loved me for the first time
in a hotel room on the bay
the rain whispered frantically as you kissed me
i wasn't ready
i was never ready
PelicanDeath
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PelicanDeath  Utah
(Utah)   
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     Joe Cottonwood, ---, --- and Eiliv Advena
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