A Week of Freedom

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Going to concerts until very late,
Blasting tunes at home is what I adore.
Walking to Rita’s with my new friend Cate,
I’m a free bird down at the Jersey Shore.
The cold air bites my nose like fish and bait.
Messing around with my friends left me sore.
Celebrating birthdays with cousin Nate.
Spilling red kool-aid on the marble floor.
Spending all my hours on the old cold gate.
Staying up all night and acting hardcore,
Sleeping in and relaxing was just great.
Fresh scents of lilies are outside the door.
Hoping to see yellow peeps in my fate,
The sweet taste of sugar made me want more.





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