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Author: DXM Junkie
Fiction Rated: K - English - Spiritual - Published: 05-06-09 - Updated: 05-06-09 - Complete - id:2669906

The days swiftly pass, I twirl around endlessly in an open field
my eyes taking in the vast cerulean sky, wondering if perhaps it will look the same on the other side
trying to tame my curiosity, trying to sit still
so I cling closely to my friends around me, go out every night and take long walks in the woods,
playing on tire swings with the pros, laughing at every stupid thing we say or ever noise we make
living it up with all my favorite things so that the memories stand clear
idly hoping that I won't miss them too bad.
I fall a little harder each time
and will continue to attempt to better myself
I hope that I can find it is that I have been looking for
not a love per say, but some attainable dream that I can work for
maybe that is selfish
but I won't let anyone stand in the way of who I want to be

slowly slowly I'm accelerating



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