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Our Golden Hour
Crackling campfire, glistening water.
my body on soft sand,
hugged by golden hour,
and your fingetips around my hand.
Shaking grass, beneath summer light,
you and I, oh how well we...
my body on soft sand,
hugged by golden hour,
and your fingetips around my hand.
Shaking grass, beneath summer light,
you and I, oh how well we...
