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Golf Course Moonlight
memories
Town lights twinkle below
Fireflies dance above the grass
Fragrances so sweet and erotic
Cool breezes brush against my skin
The weight of an arm on my shoulder
Expectations hang in the moment.
Will there be a memory on the 16th Hole?
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