Last year

I floated a few times, moving out of the ocean as quickly as possible. When we were on the shore, it was almost impossible to understand the reality of what was going on in my mind. She had no idea what she wanted to do with him, and that was the most beautiful piece of land he 'd ever encountered in the past. His sandy blond hair fell into the water, and his eyes filled with water. That s why it felt so good to be here. By the end of the river, it would take more than a shallow breath. She had no worries, at least until she hit the shore leading up to it.

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