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When you arrived home you still had Edmund's poem clutched in the palm of your hand . You had no way of knowing that even years later the words would still be engraved in your mind . 

As the jacaranda's fell from their trees , you wondered how he was doing or if the flowers would engulf you once more for a life changing field trip . 


i don't know what going on 

where you came from and what took so long 

all i know is that i feel it 

like its the realest thing i mean it 

something changed when i saw you 


is it too soon to say i'm falling 

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