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Jul 2013
this morning
was beautiful.
i pounded along
on the asphalt
sweat running in rivulets
down my back.
my closest friend and i
ran
until we could barely breathe
and
when we could barely breathe
we stuck flowers in our hair
and were kids again.
haley
Written by
haley  NC
(NC)   
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