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Nov 2014
Deep in a sunflower field
Back stroking through the giant pedals
Huge leafs soaking in the rays
This is where I need to stay

Toes slightly tapping the waters edge
With ease nuzzling my feet into the warm, wet sand
A hand pulling me into the unknowing sea
Diving under the waves and realizing it was only me

The coffee ring left behind from your favorite cup
It sat there and I stared while I ate my Eggo waffles with Vermont maple syrup
The stain affected my thoughts
With you gone Iā€™m still trying to connect those lost dots

The view from our Adirondack chairs
Looking at only the smallest river but the highest mountain
With out you in that chair next to mine
Iā€™m trying to find that one to fill, but it takes so much time

The blankets of yellow pedals caress my soul
Laying on a warm and welcomed pillow of love
The steams they read my face
Leaving no room for my space
Liv Vastola
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Liv Vastola
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     Lior Gavra and SPT
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