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Jul 2013
Diving down
Feel the murky bottom in your fingers
Spinning down
Connect with the roots
Ancestors watching over you
In the sparkling blue sky
You see a new start.

Scratched, scuffed
Your soul pressed into each pedal
The bike's taking you places you've never even heard of
******* it all in
Wanting someone there to see it with you
But you go on alone.
Getting lost in all the possibilities
The future holds

Look into the hourglass
And see that the gold sand, is still running
Less and less is falling
The mound is growing, filling up the river
Elementary days, becoming murky layers sticking to the bottom
But patches still shine in all the cool, inviting darkness
We can do this
36 more months of school
And we'll be together again
Sora
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