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Jun 18
Friday evening sails into view
Sky turns a rosy shade of blue

Rise to my feet
Stroll across the sand

Listen to the surf
Riding the land

I drunk some wine
Just to clear my mind

But
I can't stop

Thinking about you
j a connor
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j a connor
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