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I. A Single White RoseThe sound of waves crashing on the shore is all I can hear. My mind is still wandering to him. I imagine him. He is dressed casually, in shorts and an unbuttoned shirt blowing in the wind. His hands swing by his side as he dawdles down the shore. The sun shines in bright pink, orange and golden rays and the waves continue to crash down smoothly on the sand. I smile to myself. He’s here with me now, and he is smiling at me. I sit up on my towel. He is kneeling in the sand next to me, talking to me in his normal laid-back manner. His eyes are shining down at me like deep glittering orbs. His hair is messy and windblown but it just makes his appI. A Single White Rose
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