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The class period before lunch and recess
Loud and noisy
the 8th grade jury had taken over the partially empty classroom
with nothing to do
no work
(it was the second day after Thanksgiving break)
playing cards dancing through the air
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Out-of-season strawberries
I thought this would be a
typical
miserable
boring
trip
with the exception of the refuge sought out in my computer
turns out
it would not be
I would encounter my best friend at two rest stops
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Ancient flower
Slow and drawn out
the aftermath of recovering from harsh conditions
yet still standing
the beauty of ancient strength and wisdom radiating from it
yet still full of surprises
still going
still growing
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Real happiness
From past friends
or mild acquaintances
there will be times where I am not only acknowledged
but appreciated
it makes me happy
makes me content
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My writing
My favorite type of writing
is when I'm in the zone
I'm typing
no hesitations
just plugging in all of my honest thoughts and opinions into my somewhat-anonymous profile
spinning deeper and deeper into my spirals
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The definition of Thanksgiving
In my mind
"Thanksgiving" has warped definition
twisted and mushed and changed by lots of different people
it used to be a holiday of celebration;
now it's harsh and revealed and true
it's cruel and violent
Loves
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The class period before lunch and recess
Loud and noisy
the 8th grade jury had taken over the partially empty classroom
with nothing to do
no work
(it was the second day after Thanksgiving break)
playing cards dancing through the air
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Actual tears
Tears
for this show
for this character I love more than
any
freaking
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crush #30 - unreciprocated
i've had
29
crushes.
the problem is
almost
none
were
reciprocated.
recently
i've developed
another
on one of my
friends,
forbidden.
to her
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Reflections
Everybody hates mirrors.
Anything reflective.
Anything that shows you who you are -
we will never be enough to appease ourselves.
I miss when I could go into a public restroom
and wash my hands
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Universal languages, as observed in Montreal
Universal languages are -
something you understand without speaking.
How you connect with people of
different.
Cultures, places, traditions.
How you love people who are not the same as you.
