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Jul 2015
I pinched myself to see if you were real
If for once things had played out right
Our eyes met almost magically, effortlessly

I hated to see such a wonderful day go
So I tried to hold on to every last bit
I took your hand & left
The moon was chasing me.

I bounded down the road
Through valleys of auburn
Over wonderous mountains
Through fog that made the road elusive
Till I was stuck by the sea
I stood in my tracks
With my hand intertwined with yours
The sun sunk into the horizon
The once blue sky became shades of orange pink & purple
Then the sun left no trace and the moon hung high
The Stars danced around against the black backdrop
My toes buried into the cool wet sand as the tide blew over my ankles
Your lips pressed against my forehead
The day was gone
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   --- and Tom'riesa Waranatau
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