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cryptic, seemingly hopeless words spill from my mind. but do not fret, for despite the negatives that i must address, there are a multitude of little things that make me so merry. Old friends, with a refreshed friendship, and long talks in which we relate. Hugs: bear hugs, side hugs, long hugs, quick hugs, sad hugs, joyful hugs, oh the happiness a hug can bring... all of them envelope me as I take in the scent of giver and receiver. Chunks of time now allotted to that art of visually expressing; inspired by the beauty of nature and friendship. i have so much to be thankful for. i will remember my summer happiness for long to come. and i will continue to indulge in these memories, and these people. but i will make new memories. for i have so short a time left. and while i am eager to take flight, i cannot pretend that i won't miss this nest of people.
to you that worry, fret not. yes, i occassionally hurt.
but i am happy.
to you that worry, fret not. yes, i occassionally hurt.
but i am happy.