April 10, 2010
By fieldhockeyx18 BRONZE, Aberdeen, New Jersey
fieldhockeyx18 BRONZE, Aberdeen, New Jersey
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As the wind blew gently through my hair, I embraced my adolescence.
My dress blowing in the wind, I pranced along the hillside.
The delicate poppy field released a sweet essence,
The meadow vista a lovely kind of wide.
The weight was lifted off my shoulders,
For the field was smitten with truth.
My impurities rolled down my skin like boulders.
Nothing feels better than embracing immaculate youth.

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