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Oct 2013
When asked to pick a perfect place,
a place where you never want to leave,
most people would pick somewhere,
where the sunset never runs away
or where it's always high tide and good vibes.

But to me?
Nothing spells out perfect,
like the curvature of our bodies,
wrapped together,
as one.
Alex McDaniel
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Alex McDaniel
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   ---, karen champagne and Sinai
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