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Aug 2021
it was one windy but hot june night
when you saw me for the first time
we were two kids
and i knew we were meant to be just friends at the beach house
but that didn't stop you nor your feelings

eight years passed
now it's even a more windy and hotter august night
we are something unnamed at the beach house
and i realized we were never meant to be just friends, we only meant to be parallel lines
Luna Pan
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Luna Pan  20/F
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