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Apr 2016
It wasn't grand,
There weren't fireworks,
or wind blowing us around
or doves flying above.
It was simple.
Her lips on mine,
soft and still
And I knew,
Right then and there
That this is right,
This is home,
This is what I want.
And she is it.
Kali
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Kali  North Carolina
(North Carolina)   
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