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May 2019
Oh, the day is bright, and through the window the grass is
Undulating in the wind. For some reason, any reason, I
Think that the tangibility of summer tickling my
Shoes seems far too sweet in comparison to how it truly is.
I much prefer my comfortable chair,
Deep inside of a building, where I can nap peacefully
Even though the AC’s broken.
Written by
Talia Francis  18/F
(18/F)   
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   Bogdan Dragos
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