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A pale pink splashes across the sky. The water laps against the dock, pushing it back and forth, a soothing rhythm. The lake reflects the sky, a cloudy mess. Sitting with my ankles in the water, I listened to you talk. The summer, your family, sports, death and rain. We talked for hours on that old dock. The weathered wood cradled our bodies, and the day melted away. Standing on the planks, you looked over the edge. I walked up behind you and wrapped my arms around your waist. With one quick movement, you spun around a pushed me into the lake. I screamed and grabbed your wrist, pulling you in with me. We tumbled into the water together. When I surfaced, I saw you swimming towards me. Your hair was a mess, and your t-shirt was plastered to your fit body. We made eye contact and exploded into laughter. You splashed me with water, and so I sprayed you back. We dragged ourselves back up onto the dock, and huddled in our hoodies. Once again, we dangled our feet in the water and talked about the summer, your family, sports, death and rain. You moved closer to me and laced your hand in mine. An explosion of orange and pink erupted across the sky. I sat with you watching the sunset, thinking that
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May 26, 2017
May 26, 2017 at 4:49 PM UTC
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A pale pink splashes across the sky. The water laps against the dock, pushing it back and forth, a soothing rhythm. The lake reflects the sky, a cloudy mess. Sitting with my ankles in the water, I listened to you talk. The summer, your family, sports, death and rain. We talked for hours on that old dock. The weathered wood cradled our bodies, and the day melted away. Standing on the planks, you looked over the edge. I walked up behind you and wrapped my arms around your waist. With one quick movement, you spun around a pushed me into the lake. I screamed and grabbed your wrist, pulling you in with me. We tumbled into the water together. When I surfaced, I saw you swimming towards me. Your hair was a mess, and your t-shirt was plastered to your fit body. We made eye contact and exploded into laughter. You splashed me with water, and so I sprayed you back. We dragged ourselves back up onto the dock, and huddled in our hoodies. Once again, we dangled our feet in the water and talked about the summer, your family, sports, death and rain. You moved closer to me and laced your hand in mine. An explosion of orange and pink erupted across the sky. I sat with you watching the sunset, thinking that
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May 26, 2017
May 26, 2017 at 4:49 PM UTC
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