of sunsets of purple haze,
of looking at the sky at night while laying on the ground,
of sunbeams throwing sparkles on your face,
of forgotten love reviving like a phoenix,
of living life together by the seaside,
of dancing freely in the gloaming,
of wanting wildly just to be alive.
next to the last
of everything you'll long for
soon enough.
V.
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