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Jun 2019
My mind used to run
A day ahead
And sometimes
It would get lost in
Weeks ahead.

All I can think about
Is you and me
Feet buried in cool sand.
One towel to shield us
From the ocean breeze.
My head on your shoulder
Your head resting against mine.

And how beautiful it isβ€”
The world in our now.
and i hope our now can last forever
Written by
ktle  17/F/youth
     ktle and BR Dragos
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