We walked along the beach in the cold, enjoying the company of family and birds. I slipped these pebbles into my pocket and then you kissed me, and I vowed to remember this moment in time as long as I could, because we were content. I keep the pebbles in my pocket still, and every time I reach my hand in I can time travel back to that place, that moment on a cold November beach.
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