The lake. The dunes. The friends.
When I think of the friends we'll miss, I get tears in my eyes.
And it seems like only yesterday that we arrived, knowing no one.
(Or maybe like five.)
Like yesterday, but really like ten years ago, we know the friends that well.
When it has actually been just shy of two.
(Or maybe like five.)
Like yesterday, but really like ten years ago, we know the friends that well.
When it has actually been just shy of two.
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