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May 2013
I remember,
how the beach felt
beneath our feet.
Arms wrapped around my waist,
as the tide carried our troubles
back into the sea.
Salty lips,
yearning to taste each other.
Crashing waves
soothing happy hearts.
Now the beach is bleak,
and I am afraid
that I will keep my promise,
of loving you forever
Portland Grace
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Portland Grace  23/F
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