Loves
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Summer
the air tastes like honey and promise
sticky with the scent of blooming jasmine
and freshly cut grass that crunches beneath bare feet
the sky drips blue
stretching wider every afternoon
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Bumblebee
Here's the key
To surviving the bumblebee:
First,
Never put that left index finger down on the C
When you see a D right after - it will slow you down
And the goal is
As fast as you can go
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twelve months of dreaming
I have this dream
where the sky is dark,
moon illuminating,
faded stars surrounding it,
that I gaze at from
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The Power of "Thank You"
On my first day of sixth grade, someone told me, “You’re the only person that has said that to me today.” I didn’t realize the weight of those words at the time, but looking back, I understand how much they impacted my life.