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Feb 2018
I miss scrapping my knee and my mother running to my rescue
Fighting with my siblings over the saturday morning cartoons
Belly aching laughters
Bonfire burnt legs and running through the snow to save them
Sunburned skin from hours of jetskiing at the lake
70mph winds hitting my iced face on the rocket
Broken heels and memorable nights
Mosquito bites from sleepless nights beneath the moon
Lost phones and genuine hearts gained
cross stitched scars and new hobbies
I miss hurting in a way that healed me...until then.
Kambria Keelie
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Kambria Keelie  27/F/Wisconsin
(27/F/Wisconsin)   
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       Kambria Keelie, GreenTrees, Jerry and Andrei Corre
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