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Apr 2017
Walking underneath the ***** sun
We belong to no one
Yet together we feel as one

The grass is our warming bed
We see no beginning
Though we have certain ends

We are friends
We are lovers
We are starving

Hit that high point
Warm me up
You know my soul
And I know yours
Like none I've ever known

Now it comes down
But we make up
We know how to rise
Our love
Is forever long
See the triumph
We've traveled over
So many foreign roads
Your legs
And my eyes
Our arms
Are one
And this is something
We shall forever know
Written by
Don kingsley  25/M/States
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