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Aug 2017
In our adventures
And in our travels
We kiss
As if to mark the memory
In the moment
Of blissful, lostness on those lips
She stops, smiles, leaves me there
She captures it, leaving me on the tracks
The wide smile is the glimpse
To her light
I've learned to follow along
I smile too, savor also
Declaring conquest of time itself
Written by
Alberto
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   Born and Holly Smith
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