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Jun 2014
We ran down the beach
naked
hand in hand
& into the surf
we connected
under the stars.

Nothing but
our quicked-breathing
was heard
& the sound of the waves
demolishing our footprints.
Jonny Angel
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Jonny Angel  GRB090423
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