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Dec 2018
I pull him closer
my head is on his shoulder
he's stroking my hand
and I tell him we were meant to be
we can recite each other's
wishes
on command
we know each other's secrets
and we have plans
to make each other better
sitting on the rocks
some place far away
watching the waves
crash
that day
in my dreams
Zoe G
Written by
Zoe G  17/F/La La Land
(17/F/La La Land)   
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