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Apr 2019
Nothing sounds better than scalding sand on exposed feet
The initial chill after diving into a pool of frigid water
Friends gathered around a bonfire while laughter fills the air
Smells of freshly mowed grass and hot dogs on the grill
The slap of flip flops paired with tank tops to show off tan lines
Bright blue skies tucked into bed by bold, bleeding sunsets
Crystal clear nights spent stargazing, sprawled out on a blanket
Windows rolled down and golden hair tousled by the breeze
Making endless memories with those you love.
Riveá
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Riveá  18/F/Iowa
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