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Sep 2014
I visited
the park today,
just for old time's sake,
and rode the swings too high,
until I feared
I'd flip over the top.

Falling face first
toward the ground
was the only way
I could recreate
the sinking in my gut
I felt when we would
kiss.
Brie Sarita
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Brie Sarita
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