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Dec 2019
Bright lights, warm nights,tan skin, kiss me again
not only lovers but best friends
shorter days
The green of summer fades
leaves decomposing into the ground
I’ll never forget the sound
Of me and you, my heart was dancing to a tune I never knew
But now it’s like the trees in December
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   Bogdan Dragos
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