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Jul 2020
I miss seeing the sunset dipped trees
The chocolate dipped ice cream cones after school, too

I miss sticking my head out the car window, tripping over my own breath
The tripping over tree roots while playing hide and go seek in the dark, too

I miss getting my first ridiculous crush
The car rides with my dad getting Starbucks just as morning leaked over the Sunday horizon, too
Lizard catching
Creak finding
Secret base hiding

...I miss it all...
But Adults can’t do those things


....I don’t want to grow up....
#growingup#goodtimes
Written by
B-rich
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   Denise
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