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All I can See

Sitting next to you
radio blaring
the wind whipping through our hair
the world flashing by
50 miles an hour

wheels screeching
pink & orange sky
the sun's setting & the moon's rising
your hand in mine
fingers locked, thumb tracing patterns
under the starry sky

everyone's watching
soft smiles, stolen kisses
teacher's clearing their throats
but all I can see
is you





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