Chapter Eighteen

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It's the fourth of July.

The lights dazzled the stars.

Only adding to their beauty.

Mason held me close.

He thought I'd drift away.

Like the remaining sparks of a firework.

He's my firework.

He explodes and never falls.

That's how my heart feels.

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