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Journal # 06.08.16

The kids were at play across the way and I wondered how to set myself loose like that, again, is my only forum in my head anymore? Summer strikes up a breeze from the delta and I know the blues and oughta sing. You keep that inside and you risk intimidating your blood. I have quarantined myself off the frolicking ocean of internet, maybe as much for you as for me. I wonder do you still have nothing to do but play with your phone all day. Is there anyone holds you anymore? I hope you have someone who loves you, sometimes I still wish it could be me. Today like most days I am trying real hard to simply love the life I have been given. There was a time I didn’t have to try, I sure was a lucky kid. I have my moments but it’s a lot harder to reach the beach. Please don’t ever forget that I love you, maybe not as clearly or definitively like when we were in each other’s arms, okay, but the memory of us warms my heart and I won’t forget the terror of it all. Cause being honest keeps it real.
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