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Mar 2014
I want the sun to appear on the sky and bury me in a blanket of rays
I want to dance while it turns the ground into a zebra
Stripes everywhere I step
I want to feel the fresh spring air smell the right amount of cold
I want to sing while shadows dance on my eyelashes
And I want to run
As fast as I possibly can
Till my face is as hot as the sun
and I can
finally
taste the spring
Ironatmosphere
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