Worry Stone

I drew I love you in the sand 

the waves took it away

you're a shadow 

an ache somewhere 

you're a rock in my heart

a stone i should throw

instead, i drew your name in the sand

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Southbury:

An icy moon hung above their silhouettes -- black satin lovers punched from a sheet of traffic haze at dinnertime on a Tuesday. They'll go home to bake a chicken, toss butter on baby carrots, and fall asleep wound around one another as if they never intend to let go.

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