I can't wait to show you where i got scorched.
85 degrees is the new hoodie weather.
All the swimming i did this summer i could have reached an island by now.
Next rain storm i'm shedding all my clothes.
This morning my light faded. Somehow the dark had its way of leading me on. The sliver of moon in the sky peeked from behind its shroud.
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