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Nov 2018
a daydream-like blur of events; the sea breathing beneath our legs, the light shimmering against the water the smell of salt - you and your arms and me. we take all of this in. i feel you sigh. "so **** beautiful." i look at you, and you were looking right back at me.
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nicole
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   Fawn
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