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Apr 2018
we get stuck in school and our job routines.
all these days will end, just the same.
and we'll look back barely remembering any of it.
we're living in the past -
the past of our future.
we're living the stories we'll tell our children
and we'll think hard back on -
trying to remember the details.
simple moments full of content, and happiness.
moments when the sun was setting just right, laughing so hard in the car gasping for air.
in no rush -
enjoying the sky, the stars, and the glow that took lightyears to arrive.
Isabelle
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Isabelle  20/F/Pennsylvania
(20/F/Pennsylvania)   
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