It’s funny how easily life is given to us. And in our lives, we feel, learn, and I suppose, as cliche as it may sound, live. As children, with the hot sticky summer breeze still lingering in our hair, we run amongst the fireflies. The sweet smells of cotton candy lingering on our wet dirty fingers. Rolling in the cool grass, crisp as clean sheets
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thank you for being a piece of the inspiration.
i love you
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