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Sep 2012
A blue sky above us is watching.
We're stopping
We stare at the night
Snow falls like a memory of some distant place
Some distant time when you were wholly, completely mine
Sunsets remember our laughter and grins
Underneath their colors, alongside our sins
Chase me down the path
a photograph
Curious beginning days
Lauren Miller
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Lauren Miller
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