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I wish I could find a way to tell you how beautiful you were in that first morning light.
I wish I could explain how perfect it felt to sit on those red blankets in the grass with you in silence watching the sun rise
And how warm your leg felt against mine
when we were sitting on the bench side by side talking the whole night.