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Dec 2018
In that moment
Everything was perfect
A long night leading to a perfect day
I woke up in your arms
You were so much softer than the ground we were on
I opened my eyes to you and the rising sun
It was so bright
Brilliant reds and yellows across the skyline of a waking city
Streaking light across a crystal blue sky
brighter and brighter until I had to tear my tired eyes from the light
I turned to you, still laying in your arms
I remember first those brilliant eyes
They captivated me
Then your dark hair and warm smile
Until I was looking at your face
A face I had grown so used to
"is't it beautiful"
I turned again to the young morning sun
It really was beautiful
But not half as beautiful as you
Short but sweet times with a great man
Philomena
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Philomena  19/F
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