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The First Night We Met
You watched from behind
As I swayed to the music
The first night we met
No network coverage
To cover and color time
The first night we met
No calls to remind
Us that we’re not wild and free
The first night we met
You called me “beauty”
While I saw beauty in you
The first night we met
Nineteen-twenties jazz
Silent phones, no texts, and you
...Monday 25th March 2019 5:40 pm
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