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Not Down If You're Not



Would you want to sit by the seashore?

Listening to every wave passed,

'Til the sky gets dark and full of stars?

Or would you rather,

Watch movies till daylight?‎

Cook snacks at midnight?

Go to the highlands for fresh air and watch the city lights?‎

or... ride the bus' last ride home?

with me? 


For the meantime?

Or until we get bored again.







(Previously known: A Letter for That Gal)

 

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