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May 2014
The soft pitter patter of raindrops
Falling on the pavement
Interrupted by our shouts,
As we play In the puddles.

Splashing each other
Playing keep away
with Christians lighter
Interrupting the peace

Clothes soaked through. Dripping with muddy water
Didn't know I was going to play in the rain today
White tshirt. Red bra. Oops.
These skinnys are going to be hell to get off. Oh well...

Mother won't be happy. I'll probably get in trouble.
But it's worth it. I won't let her ruin it.
I'm going to have some fun today,
Come hell or high water.
me and my friends were out playing in the first warm rain yesterday... Puddles almost half a foot deep it was great. Of course, mother didn't think so. I got her precious new carpet wet... "When are you going to grow up and act your age" hmmm... Never? Ish. Sounds good to me.
Lone Wolf
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