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Oct 22
i still see that afternoon in my dreams-

your face was outlined by the sun
and the escaped strands were this gorgeous red-gold color.

you smiled at me.
at me.

you're staring again, darling.

and i blushed and looked away
and you touched my cheek and looked in my eyes and said softly
stare as long as you like, love. i'm not going anywhere.
August
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August  Non-binary/longing for the pacific
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