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http://www.wadulisiwoman.blogspot.com/2014/12/wild-world.html

dear world,

Love me. Love me like I am walking on wood 
chips in light pink tights. Love me like the wind 
blows my hair. Love me like glass 
being made. Love me like shatter and pick me up 
like the day after Christmas. But don’t throw me in a box. 
I want to breathe forever.