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Old Flings

Kyla used to say
I was wild, untamed.
A free falling adventurist
to the extreme.

In reality,
I was on a crash course with life
and through me, she discovered a taste
for undiscovered landings.

Together we took flight.
Found new edges to leap from
and stayed at the hip
to the very end.

So here's to old flings,
mirrors and swings,
and all the wonderful messes we made.

Here's to sex on rooftops
and changing cars in the fast lane
just so we could explore
the back seat.

Here's to all the good times
and experiences of old
that let us know

we actually lived.
Written by JT-Lit
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