moving on
the dull sting of a sunburn
from hours spent outside
not giving a thought to put on sunscreen
the sweet relief of aloe vera gel
the cool morning breeze
feels nice on my shoulders
the sweet smell of fresh cut grass
the sounds of the birds chirping
summer has finally arrived
my last summer before senior year
I've reched the last chapter
of this train reck of a story
called high school
these are the days
I will always rember
the days I will miss the most
when I start a new journey
furthering my education
creating a life for myself
enjoying the little things
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