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Jeffrey

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She Stood Still

Personal 18 January 2015

A place only we know about.

Everything is so calm and gentle. Green and blue blend into one another as the sun kisses the ripped water. There is a soft breeze. Our feet are covered in sand. Our half squinted eyes meander across the scape, into the distance. For a moment I think the world has stopped, or maybe it did.