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#rexburg
After noon on Sunday When I walk beside the street I’m now looking up Instead of at my feet. This wave is exciting in Nature so enticing The state feels now inviting East Coast, now I’m biting. “What feels good will come.” Hoping to see the familiar face Among the concrete paths In a white-washed foreign place. The idea of this is lovely, I feel the situation is of me. I’ll find my peace and let time be. Please ignore my shaking knee.
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Jun 8, 2015
Jun 8, 2015 at 12:44 PM UTC
That Boneshit