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"Everything else you grow out of, but you never recover from childhood. "

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My name is Ann
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I'm the girl that wants to sail the world, without a paddle. To fly away without wings attached to my back. I'm a free spirit and I have a good heart. I'm the kid thats never picked for kickball, so I decide to sit on the side and draw on the pavement. I try not to get dramatic over things, and just find a better alternate.

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Thursday, March 25, 2010

She grabs her slip-on shoes,
and her anxiety made for a nation.
She is unwilling to just sit,
to pretend.

The pressure coming forth has overwhelmed her,
so she will run - sprint,
and there will be no worries.

Because those slip-on shoes she hold,
they will never let her down,
that blisters may appear,
but still, no fear will set in her eyes.

Because there are no laces,
no way,
she could trip and get injured once more.

Ann [ 2:53 PM ]