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You were jogging gracefully, wind blowing in your dark brown curls, near the stadium. You were in all black athletic arttire, my (maybe future) knight. Its only been a few days since that elegant and swift 90 degree turn where you entered my frame 😻 and decented down Vin Scully Ave. I too, was wearing all black.
<3 - Your (maybe future) dark swan.
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