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Beach Party
The sound of waves
meets the glow of candles
which you lit.
I longed to capture it
with words, with
silent whispers,
with the only thing
I can.
But I can't.
meets the glow of candles
which you lit.
I longed to capture it
with words, with
silent whispers,
with the only thing
I can.
But I can't.
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