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May 24
my skin welcomes a forgotten itch
the grass is softer than I remember
Ripe with morning dew and yet I bath in the summer sun
Look up to see my happiness
in the form of tom, **** and harry
friends to the core as we laugh and we smile
it has truly been a while
I take a moment and leave the group
as I contemplate why i'm happy at this time
Its because I am away
I am unplugged
I am off the grid
I am free of stress
I am at the mercy of my friends
and I am weightless
Written by
Rishawn  22/M/Toronto/New Orleans
(22/M/Toronto/New Orleans)   
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