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Apr 2018
i took a marker to the beach
to sit on the hot sand
to ponder
and scribble all the sweet nothings iā€™d whisper in your ears
onto seashells
and throw them back into the ocean
in hopes of being retrieved by another..

distant waves flowed to and fro
windswept sand scattered across the land

and even if time would slow
your love and mine would never grow..
everly
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everly  17/F
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     Ć°, JAC, Cadence, --- and Derek David
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