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Nov 2022
when i close my eyes i can practically feel it:
the sun heating my cheeks
freckles blooming on my skin
the bluest water surrounding me
sand as fine as sugar, squishing beneath my toes

i want to bottle up that feeling
sip from it when i'm feeling low

but
i can't

doesn't mean i won't try
Maddie Lane
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Maddie Lane  Brooklyn, NY
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