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by Kayl
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That first gust,
it's always a must.
That first sunset,
it reminds me of when we first met.

It comes up suddenly,
crash,bang.
love is in the midst.

The smell of the air,
fresh, at ease,without a care.

The sand underneath foot,
i got what you took.

just like a summer'sbreeze,
your gone away,

just like a summer storm,
ends in a day.

I will reminice in your scent,
and remember the time we've spent.

Like a love-struck teen under the summer sun,
I'll think of you as The One.




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