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Jun 2022
Ive been dreaming lately
of things I haven't dreamt about
in quite some time,
its been awhile.
With sand pressed to my back
and the open sky above
stars cast like dust and gems.
Dreams of cold nights,
ocean tides,
stolen kisses on bench swings.
The wind blowing through our clothes.
Waves crashing on the shore.
Moments only saved
in memory
til that too
fades.
Finishing Drafts
Owen
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Owen  27/M/Ft. Campbell TN
(27/M/Ft. Campbell TN)   
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