pushing boundaries.

rember how we used to take the ferry to helsingör. remember how we used to drink wine the whole afternoon. worrying about nothing but how to make our way home. remember how we used to smoke all those cigarettes. remember how we used to laugh and laugh. about nothing. we were not the worrrying kind, pushing boundaries. we were not the worrying kind, thinking only about the present. rembemer how the grass made marks on our skin. remember us.


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