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Aug 2015
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A lingering breeze
cool on the evening air
touches our skin
as we lie on a blanket
below the constellations
staring out into a universe
that is as endless
as our love


even if
*we are not
No one lives forever...but love can.
Good night beautiful
Chris
Written by
Chris
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