Lydia Hoffman

God, I love this place.

I love the way the morning fog sits on the water as I wait for swimmers to arrive, before the sun appears above the trees.

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I’ve never trusted a body of water

the way I trust these waves

the chill in the early summer

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Hey, It’s me.

I know it’s been a while since we talked

I know we haven’t seen each other in years

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I used to be innocent

simple

plain even.

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