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every morning when i walk out my front door i am showered with tiny yellow leaves, and i have my quiet moment and smile. i listen to my bike tick walking it out the gate. i crunch leaves under my pinwheel tires all the way to school.
we screamed at the tops of our lungs last night, screamed and stomped and shook our limbs until our animal clothes fell apart.
this is all good.
(but if i dont put my feet in the sea soon, im going to dry up, and blow away)
we screamed at the tops of our lungs last night, screamed and stomped and shook our limbs until our animal clothes fell apart.
this is all good.
(but if i dont put my feet in the sea soon, im going to dry up, and blow away)