There is nothing like the soft light at the end of a September long weekend. One that beckons you to put on that extra layer of clothing you've been missing all summer. One that promises the beauty and new life you have felt so deeply will not be forgotten. One that binds his eyes to the Atlatic waves, those baby curls to the golden sand, their hands to each other. These are the moments, I thank God that I'm alive...
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