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Jun 2020
I put on my cap and gown and went outside.
The wind was gentle and the sun was warm.
My gown was smooth, soft, and it made me happy.
My cap was light and ready to be thrown miles.
The moment comes and the moment passes.
My gown's still folded on the counter with my cap on top.
Neither has been worn, what's the point?
Maybe someone can use it in the future.
I'll just save it for them.
Covid kinda *****.
I was listening to "Saintlike" by Jakey when I started writing this.
Chris
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Chris  20/M/Washington
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