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May 2019
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slow, we walk and listen to the beach
whisper in salt and foam
as we get to know each other.

time trickles as you fill in
the picture frame standing on my dresser.
a spot just for you

even if i don't know it yet.
slow burn type of love.
chloie
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chloie  19/F/PH
(19/F/PH)   
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