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Jun 2017
Time
is but a human
measurement
dictating the amount of existence
between one moment and another.
Like inches on a ruler,
time moves in a linear fashion
but my favorite moments are with her
and I feel infinite
and we laugh about dumb
things until two in the morning
and oh hey we have to work tomorrow
but can take a nap
together
when she gets home.

It's only a matter of time.
I am madly, stupidly in love.
Zachary William
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Zachary William  26/Texas
(26/Texas)   
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