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May 2018
The blue water glimmers.  
A clear sky holds a bright yellow sun
It hovers over me,
A beacon for everyone who sees it.
We lye in the damp warm grass
Or upon the hot sandy beaches.
And when the sun goes down,
We fall asleep under the stars.
Just one small person in a giant galaxy of Infinity.
Bruh
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Bruh  20/F/USA
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