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You were slack lining at the UC Santa Cruz track. The sun was glistening in your hair and I was blinded by the light. Disc golfs were whizzing past but I was three beers and three ice creams deep and I was mesmerized by only you. Your lips were like two plump banana slugs. You started to loose your balance and I held your hand to steady you. We made it across to the other side but I had to rush off because my stomach was unsettled by the butterflies (and the beer). Unbalanced beauty come my way again and I will be your missing rock man.
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