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Jun 2014
Waves have a very distinct sound.
When you hear that crash,
You know you're at the beach.
The same goes with thunder.
When you hear the rumble,
You know it's storming.
And I know that when I hear your voice I am not alone, because you are here and you are listening.
To my very dearest friend Emma. I love you so much
Reagan Kulka
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