sarahjulianna
He thumbed the cassette into its slot on the dashboard and the sweetest sound came twisting out of the speakers. "Baby, we were born to run," we sang along as his beat-up Chevy carried us down the freeway and left it all in the rearview.
rain boots
don't make it stop
raining
but you splash
in the driveway
like it never
started
jump
and the sky falls down to
meet you
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