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Snow day
There is a special magic to waking up to silence.
No snow plows rumbling down the street spraying salt in every direction.
No parents yelling at you to wake up,
Because it’s a snow day,
And I get to sleep in.
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I just stare out the car window
i just stare out the car window
let the breeze tangle my short brown hair
inhale that ocean wind
it means i'm seeing my friend again
who knows me like no one else
rolls her eyes at my boy troubles
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I’m afraid
I’m afraid that I’ll lose my friends,
And I don’t mean that in a literal way,
More like my voice fades into the background,
My best friend no longer calls me bestie.
I’m afraid I’m not interesting anymore,
Loves
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notes on crying
my eyes look greener when i cry,
but only in the mirror.
i think i'm pretty when i cry,
but only when i'm alone.
i never wear waterproof mascara,
because i like the way the regular kind
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My Name
Amelia is my name
It is an unbroken sort of thing
It is the rosy pink of a bashful face;
Of a bitter winter day spent on a snowcapped mountain.
It is the dripping wet glove placed on a petrol heater to dry
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A Cozy Town
North Thetford, a cozy little neighborhood nestled in the heart of Vermont, is a hidden gem waiting to be discovered.
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Ghostly Evening Light
In the late summer evenings, before the sun has set, gravestones cast long shadows in the cemetery by my house.
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