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Mar 2016
The roar of motorcycles,
a warm breeze.
The hot sun glowing through the trees.
Blue skies, and classic rock.
People are finally smiling again.
Kids outside playing basketball.
And there is this force that tugs at your
heart, making you day dream
about laying out on a beach or being deep in the woods on a trail.
Birds chirping and beautiful sunsets.
The smells of an approaching summer.
It's finally spring time.
Chameleon
Written by
Chameleon  29/F/Ohio
(29/F/Ohio)   
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   Rapunzoll and SPT
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