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Jun 2011
I cannot wait until I’m young enough
To go to 9 different stores
To buy 12 different items
Don’t get me wrong-
I revel in my old age
But what if time weren’t so precious to me
And I savored every moment
Every bite
Every penny, had the time to cut coupons,
Dress comfortably,
Sit on benches in the park and let the sun happen on my skin
Feed things that don’t belong to me like they do

To wish for the sweetness of humdrum activities
Have a pair of perfect slippers by my bed
that have already formed to my toes
Be apart of someone else’s routine
Wake up at 7 in the morning to get ready
For nothing and everything all at once
(growing old enough to be young)
I want to tell stories to others
With the conviction that what I’m saying is of worth
And will positively impact the way they see the world.

I want to spread beauty like the plague
Cough it out onto all my friends
Spew it
Bake it into every second, chew it-
Spew it out again
(Understand the word legacy out of the context of movie titles)
I want to walk away from conversations that bore me
And not feel any remorse

I want to form vowels and consonants
A
N
D
Let them become something so much bigger
Written by
Dani Cunningham
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   Emily Beers
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