Summer

It's like the feeling of crunching your toes when wearing sandals in summer, maybe you are sitting around a table, no one sees, but you feel surprisingly free and secret at the same time; it's like when a sacred thought comes to your mind but you're surrounded by people you don't know very well, most playful is the subtle desire to feel naked in front of everyone, say out loud your nastiest memory and the drama, the reaction, the judgment and the defensiveness. Never go back to what seemed normal for that while, eyes wide open on the feeling of no future.

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