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June.
blooms on fields
of gold and silver
feet run on
sunburnt grass
beaches hushing
for the stars
grand appearances
late at night
silent kisses
by the sand
won't you please now
say my name
roll me into
june by mistake
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for you.
play in the afternoon.
half a movie.
the word.
customs.
apology for a nap.
another poetry reading.
shut down.
the accident.
if on a sunny day
a friday cigarette.
prayer.
in her town, the people had all gone. she'd stayed...
girl.
miss.
new.
June.
a poor decision.
Feel: for contact.
morning.
this now.
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