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Jun 2019
i'll feel autumn's cool rush
in the park
on a sunday,
with you by my side,
your arm curled 'round
the sleeve of my leather jacket.

and sunlight
will soften
your face;

together we'll walk,
retracing our steps:
it's a dream i chase.
declan morrow
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declan morrow  21/Gender Fluid/Brooklyn
(21/Gender Fluid/Brooklyn)   
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