Overlooked
Throw an arm around me, drift away and enjoy the impact, so many things I'd like to say before the point of contact.
Rolling fields of green overshadowed by the greys of an incoming storm. Trees seem to tense in antcipation only to be left unsatisfied minute by dry minute . A *Blink*, moments that take place only in the mind for
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