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Apr 2015
Swing swing
Kick a pebble into the distance
My sneaker leaving tracks in the dirt
Beneath me
The shadow of the tree
caresses my cheek
And I feel free

On the upswings I am happy
On the down I am "okay"
If I am pushed I may fall
If I am pushed I may soar
I close my eyes
Recline my mind
Inhale and realize what life
is truly for.
I really want to go to the park and swing. Also kinnnnnd of contemplating the meaning of life? #deep
Lauren Cole
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Lauren Cole  United States
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