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Aug 2021
We walked and talked our way
to see-through sights on hills.
We checked in and out the stay
before I took one too less of pills.

My head, it spinned and dark-
ness grinned so we returned
to safe and soundness park-
ed in bed to not get burned.

We walked and talked our way
again, refound the goal we had
in mind and had the perfect day.

As a curly moon loomed high above,
I recalled there's nothing to be afraid of,
dozing, safe and sound and filled with love.
I love you
Daan
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Daan  Belgium
(Belgium)   
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   Imran Islam
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