I bite into the
sweetness of a
summer carrot.
Tears streaming
down face.
I remember how
instead of the
summer hugs, I
got the winter goodbyes.
-----
Arms wrapped in eachother.
You are the cement
holding me together.
The sun erupting
in the East
could not burn brighter
than us.
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Shrimp and
sparkling juice.
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