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Apr 2017
I felt 10 feet tall
As the sun glared its ray
It couldn't outshine the feeling that day
Even the winds whispered it'll be a lovely
May

Beating 100 billions times per minute
That untamed, undisciplined heart of mine
Why must these exciting emotions have to be so clandestine?
Tis the fear of stepping out of line

1000 arm hairs jumped up
At the sight of opportunity
Devouring every crevice in sight as it was a rare commodity
Hungry eyes, relieved sighs, what a joyful monstrosity
Abigail Del Fierro
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