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i met you back where i met you for the first time. We called it a halfway point but really it was all the way; an all-the-way kind of love. Sat beachside, massaman curry, red curry pet pet, sticky rice, salty rim of a coconut cocktail. Every time i peek through the crevice of a palm tree, I see sea, you, and me.

france: Welcome
france: Work
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