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Feb 2019
there's a slight hum through the air
luminescent circles fill our empty space
the grass feels cold against our necks
as our gaze starts to race
the hum comes and goes
with a slight flicker in between
they fly around us
showing their fiery haze
beauty is here
where we lay
Mateo
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Mateo  19/M
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