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Digging my heels into the sand,
breathing in the ocean scent,
I feel peaceful like never before.
How I never want this to end.
My mind slowly drifts to a calm place,
barriers rise around me,
like the superb Great Wall of China,
protecting it's land from harm.
For now, I'm able to block you out.
Your childish, high-pitched laugh,
your cute, little tan face,
and everything else about you.
Able to block out your age,
and your luscious curly hair.
Able to block out your lack of...
intelligence and so much more.
Forgetting about how you're only
a few years older than me.
And how somehow in this world,
you are my step mom...
my dad's trophie wife.
2007-06-19
02:31:52
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