i remember the last time i remember having any kind of fun it was nineteen-eightyseven, the day was cold and grey, there was no sun the road had flooded all the way up to the end of the block there were ice shores on the sides that we used to walk we pushed each other in, boots filling with river that flowed down the street so we took them off and ran at random on our numb bright red and pink feet we danced so hard that our limbs started to shake stood a foot apart and felt each other's bodies ache hearts beating loud in the back of our skulls
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