i wanna be tan again.
i want the smell of fresh cut grass making me sneeze.
i want to pick dandelions and pretend they are flowers instead of weeds.
i would like to play hide and seek and never get found.
i would like to play with chalk and make a house and live in it.
i would like not to grow up.
how about i grow old not up. I'm not very tall anyways.
i feel a lot of writing in my veins.
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