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Apr 2014
I was going to sit here on this sun drenched bench,
and write about how upset I am,
but the ample lighting licking my wounds,
the whistling winds kissing my cheeks,
and the colorful campus folk walking around with unspoken stories,
made me forget all about it.
Sometimes you gotta just take in the air, and let everything else go.
svdgrl
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svdgrl  NY
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