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Oct 2016
Tastes like a strong dose
of liquid nostalgia
every time I pull her close
for a kiss.

Then the sun sets.

Don't doubt for a second
the potential within
and don't feel badly
soon I'll see you again.

Then the stars shine.

There's so much time
to be sad and alone
so why bother with that now
when we can call each other home.

Then we sleep.

Dreams come in waves
like currents dragging us along
and I want you to keep smiling
even when I'm gone.
Justin S Wampler
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Justin S Wampler  30/M
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