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remember things like this. two of us tied.
flowers into our hair but love is

terrifying continent
shifter not to talk about love

in a poem, for fuck’s
sake on the beach those skinny

girls whipping
martinis outta no

where and one of us said Baby
we gone, so off we flew down

the pier it said no
swimming both of us knew

we were going
to we smiled our flowers

floated by //

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