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Aug 2022
To sleep late;
To walk outside
and feel the warm sun;
Splash in the cool ocean;
Not worry about others.
To exist with sunburn.
Read my book as I please.
Knowing it will flee
with giggling speed
as child running past.
This week almost more
for thought of what will be.
Rebecca
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Rebecca  59/F/Virginia
(59/F/Virginia)   
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