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Nov 2013
Eyes open
to pale blue light
tinted grey
soft motions
clothing
body
creeping out
the creaking door
breathing in
the "cold" California
air
running
feet
concrete
pounding
music playing
heart beating
mouth smiling
laughing
eyes crying
to the sheer irony
of feeling so alive
in the season
the world
decides
to die.
I felt so good this morning and went for a jog. It was DEAD silent haha. just thought it was funny
Rachel Ueda
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Rachel Ueda
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