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Garrett Bradley

(09/06/1993 / Moreno Valley)

If you are reading this...STOP! ! ! !


If you're reading this, STOP
Go outside
The temperature is perfect
Feel the mild breeze's touch on your skin
Feel the sun's gentle, radiant gaze warm your body
Hear the birds chirping carelessly
Hear the leaves tenderly rustle as the branches sway back and forth
back and forth
back and forth...
Experience your surroundings
The water softly spraying from the sprinklers
The wind chimes ringing in the distance
Children laughing and playing without a care
Unworried of what tomorrow may bring
Oblivious to the future
Oblivious to the pain
oblivious
oblivious...
Yes I am penniless
Yes I am jobless
Yes I am emotionally torn
Yes my body aches
But today is perfect

Submitted: Thursday, May 24, 2012
Edited: Thursday, May 24, 2012

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