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This photo reminds me of that day... It binds us in that reality that we both share, I wrote this in the sand in a moment of inspiration hoping to take a picture and send it home to a new lover almost as fast as that memory of first love came rushing through. It was that memory of first love that inspired the action and the feeling in that moment of being caught up in the moment that inspired the memory of that first love. Much like the double edged sword I was feeling the great anticipation of that new love inspired that it might reach a new level higher than the first and in turn feeling the pain of losing the first. Much like the tide that would wash my words away so to would life come and take this new love away from me like the first and the last to follow.
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