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Jul 2018
Castle Hellencourt, remember when you took me to the beach?
You kicked the sand to my toes and laughed when it tickled my skin.

I was thinking, “he’s mad,
there’s no way he knows I’m shaking.”
but I was!

It was a hundred degrees and my toes were cooled down from the moment you knocked on my door and asked me to don on my best wedding suit because you’re gonna adorn me with seashells
and my, I was shaking so bad I emitted light
and you were beautiful and I was, too.

Castle Hellencourt, you took my heart away
the minute you asked me to smile.
It was a bright blue day like most the days
I have with you.
It was the third of September when the tenderness peaked and I was falling, falling, falling.
I’ve never been in love but it didn’t matter
you told me, birds do not need to fly first
before they land. I was scared and naive
I was fidgeting too hard
but you held me, Castle Hellencourt;
you did.
Speak Bluebell
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Speak Bluebell  22/F
(22/F)   
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     Fawn, sheila sharpe and Myrrdin
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