Our beginning

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On the first night of our secret meeting we can ran wild like the wind.
Just you and I and the moon.
The moon shined so bright it rivaled the sun.
Our sun, your light, my fire.
We danced in the street without a care in the world,
No music, just sounds.
The honking of the cars as they rushed past us.
The sing songs of the street vendors as they hustled the busy tourist.
He breathed out as I breathed in.
I could feel his breath on the nape of my neck and his strong hand in my delicate one.
That night we were young.
That night we were free.
That night we we were us.

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