July 22, 2016
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Sitting on the swing in the hot sun
Under the clear sky
Appearing beautiful at first glance
The seat burns against my thighs

Horrible things
Can float in the wind
The cold air of fear scars as it flies into me
The freezing breeze of hatred whips at my face

Even so
I push through
Swing through the hardships
And the terribleness in the air

No way to avoid it
Can’t stop me in motion
Try to stop me
But I’ll keep swinging

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