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Feb 2021
I held her under the moon lit sky. In my arms so close to me. All around us the summer breeze blowing wild and free.

I would hold her face close to mine. Oh how I yearned to stop the hands of time. Thru the night sky the stars would shine. Gazing into her lovely eyes I could not believe she was mine.

Staring up at our our brightest star just two loving souls entwined. Wanting nothing more than to run a way and leave our troubles far behind.

As the end of summer grew so near the nights got shorter and far between. Sometimes I go back to that lonesome scene. Me sitting there all alone gazing out into the night just wondering why it was only myself staring up at the big dark summer sky.
Dusty Grashorn
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Dusty Grashorn  33/M/Fremont, Nebraska
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