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we’d waste our weeks beneath the sun

2 Jul

I feel like all the words have been sucked out of me. I can’t write. I’m excited about the Fourth of July. It sounds weird, I know, but my life is going to change. My nose and my stomach are reacting as they always do when I’m looking forward to something. Sabotage. But I’ll get through it.

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