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we were eleven
We were eleven, strolling past the park.
The grass was heavy, damp with the rain.
We saw the shimmering blades,
Resting on which, were those droplets of water.
And then we sat there, 10 meters apart;
Our backs to one other....
The grass was heavy, damp with the rain.
We saw the shimmering blades,
Resting on which, were those droplets of water.
And then we sat there, 10 meters apart;
Our backs to one other....
