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Jun 8
Walking down the street
Wishing I would’ve seen you earlier
In the peachy colours of a sunrise on a beach
The sweet pink that would hide your imperfections
The light red that would set me on fire
longing for you
And the sound of the waves pulling you closer to me
I still wish
That that was the way we would’ve met
Maybe then we would’ve had a chance
posting some poems I wrote a few years back
Written by
Emma van 't Ende
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