the ninety third day

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explore with me


the world

and all of it's corners


we are here

together

to find them

the places that are hidden


we see a bus

and step on


your toes

push through the sand


the sun

is gold


you laugh at me when I say

this is my favourite day

this is my favourite place

but it is


your hair is wet

because the waves are too


days like this

they are done

before you can even grab them


I grab the towels

and like that

we are far away


thank you for being there with me

while it lasted

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