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Jul 2023
Feeling joy is in the small things
the way the wind brushes on my hair and skin
the way the beautiful sun beats down on my face
sparkling and sprinkling me with little freckles
all along my face and body
Feeling joy
is sitting in my garden
typing out poetry
vibin' to music
its coffee in the morning
its toast with cheese
its iced coffee
watching the waves on the beach
its walking to the beach every weekend
and seeing the blue sky
and the ocean melt into one
its the smell of summer on my lips
its feeling the water
and waves crash my body
its feeling free from religion
knowing I never have to experience that oppression again
its sipping ice cream spontaneously
its petting the cats and speaking to them
its hugging trees
its sitting in meditation
and feeling the peace come and calm my body and soul
its looking at my clean house
its learning to love my body for the first time in my life
loving my curves
starting to actually accept who i am
behind the silence of my walls
learning what it means to finally be me!
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M  28/F/USA
(28/F/USA)   
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