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May 2019
her eyes had met more
than just the surface

it went further
than shallow waters

her thoughts were deeper
than the lowest point in the ocean

as she sat on the hill
covered in pink flower petals
with the wind silently flowing by
bringing a soft cherry smell
oh, how bittersweet it was
Jac
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Jac  25/F
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