You with another face.
A long time ago. A humid summer night. We ran from the car, crazy and overheated, to the swimming hole just as the sun was going down. Right there on a large flat rock in a few inches of warm water. Not a thought or a care for who might see. Something so very close to free.
A long time ago. A humid summer night. We ran from the car, crazy and overheated, to the swimming hole just as the sun was going down. Right there on a large flat rock in a few inches of warm water. Not a thought or a care for who might see. Something so very close to free.
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