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How do you know? Where the lovers go? Do they run, towards the setting sun? Or secretly meet where the water kisses their feet? Or perhaps bathe in the light, feeling more than alright. Where ever the lovers may be, I hope they get a chance to come get me.
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Oct 14, 2015
Oct 14, 2015 at 3:09 PM UTC
To Be With Them
How do you know? Where the lovers go? Do they run, towards the setting sun? Or secretly meet where the water kisses their feet? Or perhaps bathe in the light, feeling more than alright. Where ever the lovers may be, I hope they get a chance to come get me.
sarita-crandall
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Oct 14, 2015
Oct 14, 2015 at 3:09 PM UTC
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