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Jun 2015
I'm going to smile
myself silly
I'm going to jump around
and shake my hands in the air
I'm going to slide
across the floor
in my fuzzy socks
and I'm going to
read Shakespeare
really loudly
and I might just
let my fingertips
make a smiley face
on a foggy window
of a bus leaving
to a new place
and I'm not going to wish
you were here
Ruzica Matic
Written by
Ruzica Matic  37/F/Serbia
(37/F/Serbia)   
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