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My Easter Monday was impossibly, jaw-droppingly beautiful.
Really? These skies, the colour of the water, the breeze?
It was ridiculously brilliant and difficult to believe.
But there I was, arms slipped around me as I took snapshots of sunsets that could only have been taken out of a painting.
and I did, but I didn't count on her reading me so well
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