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the indifference of sunrise and sunset, an equatorial resemblance between a beginning and an end
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4:48 |
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| 2 |
i've never felt relaxed until today
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3:11 |
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| 3 |
wood under your bare feet, soft and smooth like the passage of time
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1:31 |
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| 4 |
late night drinks at a club hidden inside a 7/11
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3:46 |
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| 5 |
hot and humid, with gray skies: enough to make you prespire without lingering discomfort
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3:12 |
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| 6 |
gardens inside hotels and hotels inside gardens
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3:03 |
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| 7 |
at home at airports or am i at home because i'm with you at airports
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4:06 |
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| 8 |
I woke to a light breeze from the overhead fan on my cheeks, as Beach House played gently at 3AM from your bluetooth speakers
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4:40 |
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| 9 |
a walk back through the trees past the local karaoke bar
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3:31 |
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| 10 |
layovers laying in your arms across chairs where our memories can be left for thousands more to feel
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3:00 |
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| 11 |
the temperature dropped 15 degrees once the sun sat behind the mountains; it was cool enough for you to wear your new sweatshirt
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2:39 |
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| 12 |
the hour between 5 and 6 AM that should not exist to most unless you are going someplace far away
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1:29 |
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